Take Me To The River

Nature is my refuge, and the river is one of my favorite places to dream. There, I can remember that my life is much more than it appears. There, I can release all that keeps me tethered to worldly burdens, so that I may silently absorb the strength of a waterfall, the peace of flowing waters, and the ripple of my prayers.

Waterfall at Lu-Shan

Sunlight streams on the river stones.

From high above, the river steadily plunges–

three thousand feet of sparkling water–

the Milky way pouring down from heaven.

Li T’ai-po

Li Po (A.D., 701-762) lived in T’ang Dynasty China

Autumn River Song

The moon shimmers in green water.

White herons fly through the moonlight.

The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:

into the night, singing, they paddle home together.

Li T’ai-po

The Cold Clear Springs of Nanyang

A pity it is evening, yet

I do love the water of this spring

seeing how clear it is, how clean;

rays of sunset gleam on it,

lighting up its ripples, making it

one with those who travel

the roads; I turn and face

the moon; sing it a song, then

listen to the sound of the wind

amongst the pines.

Li T’ai-po





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