The Chinese
Peaks
For Donald Hall
I love the mountain
peak
but I know also its rolling
foothills
half-invisible
in mist
and fog.
The Seafarer gets up
long
before dawn to read.
His soul
is a whale feeding
on the Holy
Word.
The soul who loves the
peak
also inhales the deep
breath rising
from the mountain
buried in
mist.
~ Robert Bly
~
(Meditations on the Insatiable
Soul)
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