Li Po - Remembering the Eastern Ranges
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
Remembering the East Ranges
It’s long since I’ve gone to the Eastern Mountains.
How many seasons have the tiny roses bloomed?
White clouds-unblown-fall apart.
In whose court has the bright moon dropped?
I shall go to the dancers of Duke Hsieh
With a sad song we will leave the throng
And call on him in the Eastern ranges
Undo the gate and sweep back the white clouds