When looking for a place to dwell
Cold Mountain gives enduring
shelter—
light winds blow through hidden
pines
and closer it sounds better,
beneath them is a silver-haired
presence
murmuring immortal words.
It’s been ten years since I’ve
returned
forgetting the way I arrived.
(from the translations of RP-4, RH-20, GS-5, BW-50)
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