Classic Poem

The literary art of Tu Fu is
honored throughout the world.
Every time I open his works and read
I feel a great life in spirits.
It's a divine wind murmuring,
born in deep ravines,
Heavenly music pealing out,
sounded by an ancient bell,
A speeding hawfinch crossing an azure sky
after clouds have cleared,
A herd of dragons sporting in a blue sea
when the moon is bright.
As before, setting out on a road
to mountains where an immortal dwells,
I savor a thousand peaks
and then ten thousand more.