Where the Mountains Listen.
Among the misty peaks where white clouds flow,A quiet maiden sits where cold winds blow.Her breath is still, her heart is free,The mountains bow beside the sea. A bamboo flute begins to sing,Its silver notes take gentle wing.They cross the clouds, they touch the pine,Then disappear beyond the shrine. Beside her stands a wandering soul,His […]
Song of the Misty Mountains.
Where mist embraces mountains, pale and still,The clouds drift slowly past the silent hill.A bamboo flute awakens through the air,Its tender voice dissolves into the prayer. The waters hold the mountains in their sleep,While hidden valleys breathe beneath the deep.A lonely boat moves softly through the blue,As though the world has disappeared from view. The […]
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