Calming the Waves
Su Shi
Listen not to the rain beating against the trees.
Why don't you slowly walk and chant at ease?
Better than a saddle I like sandals and cane.
I'd fain,
In a straw cloak, spend my life in mist and rain.
Drunken, I am sobered by the vernal wind shrill
And rather chill.
In front, I see the slanting sun atop the hill;
Turning my head, I see the dreary beaten track.
Let me go back!
Impervious to rain or shine, I'll have my own will.
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