My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range,
Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills.
At Green Spring he lies in the empty woods;
And is still asleep when the sun shines on high.
A pine-tree wind dusts his sleeves and coat;
A pebbly stream cleans his heart and ears.
I envy you, who far from strife and talk
Are high-propped on a pillow of blue cloud. ~ Li Po*
A summer’s sprinkle
A spring snowstorm
It is a wonderful world…Amy (The World is a Book)
*(cited: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Pl Gutenberg Project