July 21st, 2017
Hsieh Ling-yun (385-433)
In the transformations of dusk and dawn, skies
Fill rivers and mountains with crystalline light,
Crystalline light bringing such effortless joy
A wanderer rests content, all return forgotten.
The sun was rising when I left my valley home,
And daylight faint before I started back, sailing
Past forested canyons gathering dusky colors
And twilight mist mingling into flushed cloud,
Past lotus and chestnut a lavish luster woven
Through reeds and rice-grass toppled together.