Han Shan - Encounters with Cold Mountain Translated by Peter Stambler - I FOLLOW MY FINGER'S END HEAVENWARD
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A description of the experience
Encounters with Cold Mountain - Poems by Han Shan
Translated by Peter Stambler
Beijing, Panda Books, Chinese Literature Press, 1996
I FOLLOW MY FINGER'S END HEAVENWARD
Once, my back wedded to the solid cliff,
I sat silently, bathed in the full moon's light.
I counted there ten thousand shapes,
None with substance save the moon's own glow.
The pristine mind is empty as the moon,
I thought, and like the moon, freely shines.
By what I knew of moon I knew the mind,
Each mirror to each, profound as stone.