Don’t sigh about the road beyond the city gate
or that you won’t be coming back in a carriage
your brocade robes are there in your trunk
along with your books from rue-scented halls
with red rice grown in a well-watered land
and whitefish fresh from the Yangtze
your breakfasts can also be offerings
what good is longing for fortune and fame
translated by Red Pine
reminds me of ‘it’s hard to soar with the eagles when you are stuck with a bunch of turkeys’… 🙂
I’ve heard the same saying except with chickens, not turkeys, attributed to the Chinese.
This is a RNZAF one…
Well they fly with the eagles.
smile
The problem is your comparing your principles to those who have none. Keep shining. I’m thinking about your book which now I’ll have time to read. 😊
Thanks, Martina.I’m sorry you will be reading it under these present circumstances. I’d rather you were too busy once again.