Lushan Outing
Hui Yuan
Sublime crags
spit out pristine Qi,
In remote alpine cave
traces of marvelous practice.
I fancy I hear
sounds of ancient pipes,
Flowing from the mountain
in a light rain.
Only this traveler
alone in shadowy netherworld,
Along the path
I shed worldly cares.
Wave my hands high
grasp Cloud Gate,
A numinous barrier
silently penetrated.
My beating heart
knock, knock, knock'in
on Heaven's Door,
I savor its elixer within me.
Gallop to Seventh Heaven,
Effortlessly soaring on high.
What fun to be one
with this subtle universe,
In a flash
I comprehend
the Three Mysteries.
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