Revisiting General He’s
II
Goblets still there in the mountain rain,
sinking in sand, the benches not moved.
The dog greets the visitor who once stayed here,
a crow guards its child, fallen from the nest.
Clouds thin out over Azure Mist Temple,
the sky is clear over Huangzi Slope.
My excitement in seclusion just reached its peak,
as my sandals stroll past the eastern hedge.