A Poem Written at the Huayan Temple in Yu Du
I hike through Yellow Dragon’s realm.
My bamboo staff shakes in my hand.
I search old caves for tiger cubs
I trained once– but I search in vain.
Fresh clouds surround the cliffs and crags–
there’s nowhere else for me to go.
The wind shakes stubborn, clinging pines–
I’m halfway up the mountain now.
題雩都華嚴寺
手持竹節訪黃龍
舊穴空遺虎子蹤
雲鎖斷崖無覓處
半山松竹撼秋風