Yu Xuanji - After his poem following its rhymes
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
AFTER HIS POEM, FOLLOWING ITS RHYMES
Men robed purple and red make this world a din of confusion.
Here, alone amid colors of moonlight, I offer crystalline chants,
done wanting some jade-pure man, done chasing elegant ideas.
I just scribble out poems, go around visiting brushwood gates,
and even simple blossoms bring on hymns of praise and thanks.
I’m another Yen Hui mastering delusion deep in a meager lane,
and not aching to see you, not a creeper in need of a tall pine:
to live the loftiest of lives, all I need is the mountain out front.