Poem of the Chinese Wang Wei ( 701-761 ):


Since the middle of my life

I dedicated myself completely to Tao.

Formerly, I came to live in the mountain of Chung-nan.

Often, enjoyment in the heart, I wander çà and there.

It is a magnificent thing

That to be conscious of hilmself.

When the torrent interrupts my walk

I stop and watch the fog getting up.

I meet sometimes a hairy inhabitant of wood.

We chat and we laugh together

Without wanting to return at home.


( Town by Chung-Yuan, " The world of Tao ", Stock 1971, translates of " Creativity and

Taoism ", Julian Press, New York, 1963).