High rises

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High rises the eastern peak

soaring up to the blue sky

among the rocks- an empty hollow,

secret, still, mysterious!

uncarved and unhewn,

screened by nature with a roof of clouds

time and seasons,what things are you,

bringing to my life ceaseless change?

I will lodge forever in this hollow

where springs and autumns unheeded pass.

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-- tao-yun , 400c.e --