Boundless, the lake’s immaculate
skin boundless, I rinse myself
clean. The view all distance,
all distance inciting delight,
I look deep. They say if you’re
content you’re satisfied easily
enough. Raising this winecup, I
smile, taken by earth’s own joy.
translated by David Hinton
Hello Leonard. I had been wondering why I hadn’t seen any posts from you lately. Then I discovered I had inadvertently ceased to be a follower. Now rectified, I’m glad to say! J
Happy we’re both connected again.