Two Days Out of Hospital — An Old Lyric to Express My Feelings

2008/5/27 18:08:03

When I was discharged, they tested my white blood cell count — the IV had been stopped for several days, and the result was 17,000, so I could leave the hospital at ease. Spent two days out and about, feeling just right. Writing poetry now is too taxing on the mind, so I'll use an old ci-lyric to express my feelings.

Treading on Sedge

Chán Zhōng Shuō Chán

A thousand gorges flow with lingering wine
Ten thousand peaks stain-dyed with drunkenness
New clearing — clouds fresh and white, their sound crisp
Sails pull wind and sun into red-scaled ripples

Jade moss, vermilion willows — amid the grey-green waves

Affairs hang on spring's mist
Feelings lie buried in plain waters
Rouge and powder, aged and worn, faces fall
No dust to sweep in vain — let flourish and wither be

Heaven and earth a single pill — just a game