November 24^th, 2025

In front of us stood Flowery Mountain
And its secret retreats.
When we approached clouds veiled its summit.
The vapors which covered the enclosing
Ring of mountains rose,
And the morning sun illumined their crowning peaks.
Then beautiful cliffs appeared
One after another and we heard the music
Of the wind howling against the rock walls.
We were part of the living landscape.