October 07th, 2019

At P'o-shan Monastery

Clear dawn enters the ancient temple.
First sun brightens the lofty grove.
Winding paths lead toward secret places.
Ch'an chamber with flowers deep among the trees.
Mountain light and joy, the birds' nature.
Pool shadows; empty, the hearts of men.
All sounds here fall to silence.
All that remains, the bell-stone's tone.

Ch'ang chien (708-765)