IN THE NEW SPRING, I SING

 

IN THE NEW SPRING, I SING

(A poem of natural wisdom)

 

Mountains, rivers recast their dress, new outlook

Flowing clouds, elegant brocade, dancing yarn skirt

Light mists conceal ridges; poetic meanings are dense

Hundreds of blossoms, thousands of petals keenly alert: Spring comes

Hills in green and velvet, splendid colours

Bright glow, rosy clouds, symphony’s rhymes

Swift birds swerve twigs, caroling the poet’s love

Light breezes gently pluck the strings of the lake

Pale green reveals the universe’s providence

All creation hums nature’s poetic meanings

New days land in silence; the earthly dream awakens

Wisdom reveals at all times; truths are in all places

Ordinary days, ordinary nights, spent in ordinary ways

Ordinary poetic meanings, ordinary beings

 

By Shanlin-Tzu