Men are mixing gravel and cement
At Maple bridge,
Down an alley by a tea-stall
From Cold Mountain temple;
Where Chang Chi heard the bell.
The stone step moorage
Empty, lapping water,
And the bell sound has travelled
Far across the sea.
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Keep hope n be calm.ur poem is saying.
That’s one way to see it.
I will try to tell other side of dis poem tomorrow.
Oh.dis poem give massege for peace n love.u know dt maple tree is symbol of immortal love in our country.i think dt ur maple bridge is belonged from dt idea.so ur temple bell’s voice is crossing d sea for telling of importance of love for human.m i right to understand ur poem..?plz reply.
That’s a good reading of the poem.
Thank u very much.
Close your eyes and one can hear the water and bell – very, very beautiful.
I’m glad you liked it, Anna.