On Ling-Ying Tower, Looking North by Po Chü-i

This high up, I begin to see how small our human realm is,
face distances and know the kingdom of perception is pure

emptiness. Turning away, I start home through the morning
markets–a kernel of darnel tumbling into the vast granary.

translated by David Hinton

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