Qingwei | modern poem: Drunken Stone

A drop of water,

A clear light is drunk.

Walking around,

That pool of moonlight bathed in water,

Connecting to the other side of heaven,

The wind is light.

With the vibration of the heartbeat,

Like a thunderclap,

Uttered words that had been sealed for a thousand years.

Drunken Listening Fountain,

A soft sound melted into the vast sea of space,

The windward stands proudly between the water and the sky.

A light of Qingqiong accompanied by the moonlight,

Drunk on the stone,

In the depths of silence,

Fill the night sky.

One night,

Embracing the moonlight,

With a stubborn rock, he traveled all over the thousands of rivers and mountains.

Wen Li Junru

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