March 10th, 2021

Our sail up full,
thousands of miles pass
without meeting mountains of renown,
then anchored here outside Hsun-yang,
I'm suddenly gazing at Incense-Burner Peak.
I've always read Hui Yuan's teachings,
traced his pure path
beyond the dust,
and now his East-Forest home
is so near.
It is dusk.
A bell sounds,
and it's empty.

Meng Hao-jan (689-740)