March 25th, 2020
I entered the mountains
And learned to be dumb.
Usually, I can’t even open my mouth.
I don’t point out the mistakes of others;
My own faults are what I’m after
The tea is done; the stove is red.
The moon is up; the windows are white.
Who’s learned to see through this perishable world?
Fishing from a rock,
Yen-ling sat alone