Lyrics from the Chinese - The gourd has still its bitter leaves
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
The gourd has still its bitter leaves - Written B.C.718
The gourd has still its bitter leaves,
And deep the crossing at the ford.
I wait my lord.
The ford is brimming to its banks;
The pheasant cries upon her mate.
My lord is late.
The boatman still keeps beckoning,
And others reach their journey's end.
I wait my friend.