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Sunday, September 20, 2020

Hearing the Midnight Bell (JiaoRan)

 An ancient temple
Atop Cold Mountain
A distant bell
Borne by a fair breeze
The toll lingers
The moon drifts through the trees
Until the last echo expires
A fine rime of frost
Descends from the sky
It's nighttime forever
Meditating at first watch
Deep amid this frame of mind

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