Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Mêng Hao-Jan - Poem by Li Po

True-Taoist, good friend Mêng,
Your madness known to one and all,
Young you laughed at rank and power.
Now you sleep in pine-tree clouds.
On moonlit nights floored by the Dragon.
In magic blossom deaf to the World.
You rise above - a hill so high.
I drink the fragrance from afar.

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  • (9/12/2015 9:49:00 PM)

    ....a wonderful composition ★ I drink the fragrance from afar (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

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