A Mortal Life, Born of One Thought · Stubborn and Foolish by Nature · 55 / 102
Mo Shan Xi · Unbridled
Clear wind, bright moon, washing clean the traveller in the dust. Qin notes wind round the stream and the hills; the lone shadow breaks, and bees and butterflies keep teasing it. Drifting through the blue-green mist, my sleeves loose a divine fragrance; the shower lets up, the rushes and reeds sway, and heaven and earth widen as the heart wills.
A whole life in exile — no matter that talent and name are buried. The common world ought not to intrude; a deep dream is good, let it fall where it falls. Early autumn is cool and easy; I lie high between the water and the cloud, awake as though drunk, and laugh at others: why go on searching so bitterly?
Glosses—
Rushes and reeds: cattail rush and reed.
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