trinkie
03-Sep-07, 17:34
Sailing Homeward
by Chan Fang-sheng c.AD 400.
Cliffs that rise a thousand feet
Without a break,
Lake that stretches a hundred miles
Without a wave,
Sands that are white through all the year
Without a stain,
Pine-tree woods, winter and summer
Ever-green,
Streams that for ever flow and flow
Without a pause,
Trees that for twenty thousand years
Your vows have kept
You have suddenly healed the pain of a traveller's heart,
And moved his brush to write a new song.
by Chan Fang-sheng c.AD 400.
Cliffs that rise a thousand feet
Without a break,
Lake that stretches a hundred miles
Without a wave,
Sands that are white through all the year
Without a stain,
Pine-tree woods, winter and summer
Ever-green,
Streams that for ever flow and flow
Without a pause,
Trees that for twenty thousand years
Your vows have kept
You have suddenly healed the pain of a traveller's heart,
And moved his brush to write a new song.