Gazing Far Afield

Up the winding, rocking path
I climb the cold mountain and discover
Houses peek-a-boo amid the swirling white clouds.
Later, I halt the ox-cart and look down
At the autumn maple woods, their leaves
Redder than spring flowers.

By: Du Mu (A.D. 803 – 852, Tang Dynasty)
Translated by: Wu Keming
Edited by: Rodger Martin