The Tarot Star (a micropoetry series)
night lit
with angel stars—
I find the way
lost among
the shadow lights—
which path to take?
diamond sky
in the early morn—
I follow the river path
vessel upon vessel—
I drink from the cup of life
poured in two directions—
I follow the path that leads to home
cup of life
poured empty
drip by drip
source spring
sought from and found
from empty hopes
two sources:
the one you see
and the one you don’t
somewhere beyond
with angel stars—
I find the way
lost among
the shadow lights—
which path to take?
diamond sky
in the early morn—
I follow the river path
vessel upon vessel—
I drink from the cup of life
poured in two directions—
I follow the path that leads to home
cup of life
poured empty
drip by drip
source spring
sought from and found
from empty hopes
two sources:
the one you see
and the one you don’t
somewhere beyond
Farewell to Mystic Mountain
Farewell to Mystic Mountain
Huangfu Ran (~ 716-769)All day the water flows until it fades, unseen,
At dusk, when grass grows deep in spring and earth recedes—
At times, it’s true, the dogs will bark and chickens squawk,
But who would pull an almond nut from berry seeds?
| Chinese 送鄭二之茅山 皇甫冉 水流絕澗終日 草長深山暮春 犬吠雞鳴幾處 |
