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February 9, 2020

It was upon a quiet night

As graying clouds raced past the moon,

A sage and pupil made their way

Through a deep and darkened wood.

Among  the thicket and the pines,

They traveled the uncertain trail,

But after wandering the night,

They finally settled for rest....

March 18, 2019

Who goes there, wandering

About the mists and the rains?

Among the alpine crests

And mountains’ crystal streams?

A Chinese mountain man

Trecks up the steep defiles.

And with him follows closely

His pupil short of breath.

They walk among the pines,

Which rise from every crag.


March 11, 2019

High up the starry terraces 
Of the glittering emerald peaks,

A master and his pupil made
Their way towards the dragon’s grot.

As both the sage and student climbed
The ancient mountain's frigid steeps,

A tempest lashed the weary twain
With howling gales and scowling...

March 4, 2019

Standing at the foot of Dragon Mountain,

A master and pupil ready themselves.

They prepare for their arduous

Climb up the snowy gilded peaks.

Tilting their heads, they see the fog

Winding around those ancient spires:

Like a slumbering dragon’s breath,

It envelops each silent...

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