Sea calm, sky blue, moon just now full–
in my poems I think how cold Hsuan-tsung must be tonight.
The jade rabbit in the moon, if he has a heart, will remember too,
as he looks west and cannot see the old Ch’ang-an.
translated by Burton Watson
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nice lines
Glad you like it.
A touch of pain.
Yes.
Why,dear?
There is always a touch of pain in sorrow.
True dear.pain n sorrow always inspire to create something new.here is a famous song if you translate it ,then read n feel”na hota gam to barbaadi ke afsaane kahaan jaate…..”
Thanks for sharing.
Most welcome,dear!!
Beautiful
Glad you liked it. He is one of my favorite monk poets.