On a Monk’s Poetry Scroll
Azaleas are blooming and swallows flying;
I wake up dazed from a nap beside my lute.
A monk comes, but does not talk of the world,
Knowing, I too, want to live in the blue mountains.
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– Shin Hum (1566-1628)
On a Monk’s Poetry Scroll
Azaleas are blooming and swallows flying;
I wake up dazed from a nap beside my lute.
A monk comes, but does not talk of the world,
Knowing, I too, want to live in the blue mountains.
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– Shin Hum (1566-1628)