Seeking But Not Finding The Recluse Poem by Jia Dao

Seeking But Not Finding The Recluse

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Under pines
I ask the boy;
he says: 'My master's gone
to gather herbs.
I only know
he's on this mountain,

but the clouds are too deep
to know where.'

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