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Mount Taiyi

Taiyi mountain leans against heaven,  

a horizon of peaks stretching to the shore.  

My gaze returns to the white clouds encircling,  

and disappearing into black mist at her brow.  

The central summit shifts dividing field of vision,  

gullies distinct portraits of shadow and light.  

Yearning for sleep I search for signs of human life,  

and ask the way from a woodcutter across the river.