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The Ching-Ting Mountain

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Flocks of birds have flown high and away;
A solitary drift of cloud, too, has gone, wandering on.
And I sit alone with the Ching-ting Peak, towering beyond.
We never grow tired of each other, the mountain and I.
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translated by Shigeyoshi Obata
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Gayston 28 November 2018
Gay give up comit deathpacito or comit neck rope or comit no air
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Glen Kappy 07 November 2016
this poem made me smile. the first two lines set me up to expect an expression of loneliness. but then in the last two lines- a surprise! it makes me think of times when company leaves and our attention is free in the quiet to pleasurably take in what surrounds us. -glen kappy
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Rajesh Thankappan 21 May 2016
A towering companion indeed!
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* Sunprincess * 12 September 2015
....very nice...love the imagery of the mountain ?
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