April 16th, 2019

Mind-Jewel Monastery

Incense terraces and
kingfisher-green ridgelines
tower into sky.
Misty trees and ten thousand homes
fill the river's sunlit water.
The monks live nearby, but they would
be such strangers by now,
I sit, all stillness, listening
to a faint bell record those lost years.

Wei Ying-wu (737-792)