fluttering their way into my head... plum blossoms -issa
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Crossing Hangu Pass Zhan Shichuanɡ
Long is the ancient road; Towering the insurmountable pass. Gone the Blue Buffalo, way beyond Hangu, Only the Daode classic is with us millennia old.
Who is today's dweller of that cave house? The white rooster's still there wandering in the courtyard. The wheels roll on this Taoist tour of ours; Destiny has brought us together from all corners of the world.