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Walking along a mountain path I find a sandal-print in the moss, a billowy cloud low on the lake, grasses growing up to a door, a pine tree shimmering green, a brook gurgling along from the mountain, and as I mingle with Truth among the flowers, I have forgotten what to say. -- Liu Chiang-ch'ing
March 6th, 2008
Walking along a mountain path I find a sandal-print in the moss, a billowy cloud low on the lake, grasses growing up to a door, a pine tree shimmering green, a brook gurgling along from the mountain, and as I mingle with Truth among the flowers, I have forgotten what to say. -- Liu Chiang-ch'ing