1000 Pieces of Gold
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Poem #10 18:26
Poem by One Named Xu From Xiangshan Encouraging the Traveler
Just talk about going to the land of the Flower Flag and my countenance fills with happiness.
Not without hard work were 1,000 pieces of gold dug up and gathered together.
There were words of farewell to the parents, but the throat choked up first.
There were many feelings, many tears flowing face to face, when parting with the wife.
Waves big as mountains often astonished this traveler.
With laws harsh as tigers, I had a taste of all the barbiturates.
Do not forget this day when you land ashore.
Push yourself ahead and do not be lazy or idle.
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The Floating Clouds, the Fog
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(Untitled) 12:26
Author: unknown
In the quiet of night, I heard, faintly, the whistling of wind.
The forms and shadows saddened me; upon
seeing the landscape, I composed a poem.
The floating clouds, the fog, darken the sky.
The moon shines faintly as the insects chirp.
Grief and bitterness entwined are heaven sent.
The sad person sits alone, leaning by a window.
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To the Flowing Stream
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(Untitled) 16:06
Author: unknown
This is a message to those who live here not to worry excessively.
Instead, you must cast your idle worries to the flowing stream.
Experiencing a little ordeal is not hardship.
Napoleon was once a prisoner on an island.
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All music written and recorded by Robert Camp, © 2010
