The east wind waits before East Gate,
While we ride horses seeking the old glen.
Men, like wild geese, keep the promise of return,
While the past, like a spring dream, leaves no trace. …~Su Shi

The east wind waits before East Gate,
While we ride horses seeking the old glen.
Men, like wild geese, keep the promise of return,
While the past, like a spring dream, leaves no trace. …~Su Shi

Comments are closed.
Such an interesting chair and your words have a mystique
Words written during the Song Dynasty…resonates.
š