May 05th, 2015
Chia TaoThe tallest peaks
North of the district
Cliffs so high
They block cloud paths.
At dawn,
I climb the tower for a look,
Gradually feeling
Their serene effect.
In smoke-blue haze,
Massed peaks
Appear as if joined.
When will I climb
And set foot there,
To gaze on all
Creation below?