April 16^th, 2016

Herding the Ox in the Himalayas

Chew the glossy, tender leaves
You’ll know the sweet and the sour.
Snow lies thick in the hottest summer,
Spring lingers in the coldest winter.
You wish to lean, then lean;
You wish to lie down, then lie down.
Seeing this, Shih-te roars with laughter,
And Han-shan opens his mouth wide.