' Break the snares of the world '...

I climb the road to Cold Mountain,

The road to Cold Mountain that never ends.

The valleys are long and strewn with stones;

The streams broad and banked with thick grass.

Moss is slippery, though no rain has fallen;

Pines sigh, but it isn’t the wind.

Who can break from the snares of the world

And sit with me among the white clouds?



-Han-shan