廬山記 4.11

4.11

Transcendental roaming rarely meets with the spirit; / Sublime goodness naturally accords with the dark mystery. / Penetrating into that realm of vacant clarity, / Dimly the dust lies sealed away. / The myriad mounds level into the vast void; / A single peak alone rises into the sky. / Celestial shadows fall against the crags; / Pure vapors harmonize with the seasons. / A soaring summit reaches the divine utmost; / A traveler traverses its peaks. / The long river washes the luxuriant thickets; / Precipitous rain arrays the autumn pines. / Perilous steps overlook the sheer dark abyss; / Spiritual ravines reflect in ten thousand folds. / Breezes and springs temper the distant air; / Far-off echoes harmonize in sweet concord. / The distant beauty is already stretching far; / Turning my gaze, I behold the Jiujiang. / This affair belongs to the realm of devas and men; / Constantly one hears clear pipes sounding in the void.