Reflecting on the Black Mount Under the Starry Sky
by Xiangshui Beach’s Owner
As the stars are glittering and caressing unto the Earth
On the Black Mountain ‘tis at night in May a season of growth
Where the crickets are tweedling to themselves in the wildness
Their scent extensive and delicate are perfuming the weeds
The items have got now settled all mundane and chaos
To perceive the solitude at night of the waste cosmos
And the tranquility of all the landscapes in the world
Alone myself I am the starry sky facing toward
On me the Stars lofty and lofty are focusing too
As like my mother's gazing upon me whate’er I do
When each corner is showering the cool brilliance
My soul, whereas, is entering into quiescence
It lapses as the starlight glitters many thousands of years
And all the resplendent radiance at length disappears
In the world the Life as hastily as lasts a moment of cosmos
Where is our home and when to go home, then for us
The very landscapes after a millennium so fascinating
Will be destined breeze bright and fairy rain up coming
This poem just as like a shooting star on such occasion
Will flow across the sky that I now made under meditation
