Asking the Way in the rain, what is the Way?
All things give birth to each other, names are not names.
Enveloped in clouds and mist, unknowable,
At ease with what comes, the heart settles itself.
Morgan’s Essay 008 – Jiangxi: Mount Sanqing
Asking the Way in the rain, what is the Way?
All things give birth to each other, names are not names.
Enveloped in clouds and mist, unknowable,
At ease with what comes, the heart settles itself.