Gazing At The Sacred Peak Poem by Du Fu

Gazing At The Sacred Peak

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For all this, what is the mountain god like?
An unending green of lands north and south:
From ethereal beauty Creation distills
There, yin and yang split dusk and dawn.

Swelling clouds sweep by. Returning birds
Ruin my eyes vanishing. One day soon,
At the summit, the other mountains will be
Small enough to hold, all in a single glance.

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Du Fu

Du Fu

Henan Province / China
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