Chinese Mountain Man V: The Foggy Trail

A master and his student stood

In the midst of a foggy trail,

Thinking about their lives and all

Those things so little understood.

 

“I long to make discoveries,

I long to know the truth of things;

To possess wisdom of my own—

And all the joy such treasure brings.”

 

These were the young man’s true desires,

The reason he shed all those tears,

But as the alpine heights grew dim,

The boy began to voice new fears.

 

“Master, I think we might be lost,

Not far behind, I think I hear

The sound of many unkind beasts—

And I’m afraid we’re not safe here.”

 

The master turned towards the boy,

“These forests are filled with the songs

And music of another world,”

He said, “You’ll surely hear new sounds.

 

“But he who seeks truth must become

Truly a friend of the unknown;

Among the dark and unfamiliar things

Must set his hearth and make his home.”

 

The master smiled then said, “For here,

The wise man has his sacred rites.”

And there, deep in that foggy wood

They trekked for many many nights.

 

Follow the Mountain Man series here.

 

David is a poet, translator and linguist based in Montreal.

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