Visiting the Monastery at Lung-men
by Tu FuEnglish version by Sam Hamill
Original Language Chinese
I explored the grounds with monks this evening,
and now the night has passed.
Heavy silence rises all around us
while late moonlight spills through the forest.
The mountain rises almost into heaven.
Sleeping in the clouds is cold.
A single stroke of the early prayer-bell wakes me.
Does it also waken my soul?
 | -- from A Drifting Boat: Chinese Zen Poetry, Edited by J. P. Seaton / Edited by Dennis Maloney |
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