Woodcutter & recluse - they inhabit these mountains for different reasons,
You can heal here among these gardens, sheltered from rank vapours of turmoil,
wilderness clarity calling distant winds.
I ch'i-sited my house on a northern hill and planted hibiscus on terraced banks.
Now there are flocks of trees at my door and crowds of mountains at my window,
and I wander thin trails down to fields or gaze into a distance of towering peaks,
wanting little, never wearing myself out.
It's rare luck to make yourself such a life,
though like ancient recluse paths, mine bring longing for the footsteps of friends:
How can I forget them in this exquisite adoration kindered spirits alone can share?
Hsieh Ling-Yun (385-433)