Poem: Climbing the Ling-Ying Terrace and Looking North ~ Po Chü-I
Climbing the Ling-Ying Terrace and Looking North
~ Po Chu-I
Translated from Chinese by Arthur Waley
Mounting on high I begin to realize the smallness of Man’s Domain;
Gazing into the distance I begin to know the vanity of the Carnal World.
I turn my head and hurry home—back to the Court and Market,
A single grain of rice falling—in the Great Barn.
