September 25th, 2010


Daily Zen

Autumn Evening in the Mountains

After the rain
That covered these mountains
The night air
Smells of fall
The moon gleams
Among long-needles pines
Rushing softly across its rocks
The creek glitters
Bringing their laundry home
Through the bamboos
Women chatter
A fisherman poles his boat
Through the heavy lotus leaves
The spring flowers
And their heavy odors
Are gone
Stick around anyway
Old friend
For the beauty of fall

- Wang Wei