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Poetry & Reflections

Southern Feather

Grace of the south, in feathered robes of rainbow silk

The southern stream's spring song returns to northern lands;
within this, purity and ease surpass the mountains.

Urgent dispatches never reach the road to Green City;
cloud and moon, unthinking, keep the bright day idle.

Written by Master Sanfu on May 14, 2021. Please credit the source if you share.

Translation Notice: This English version was translated with AI assistance. Specialized, historical, religious, or culturally sensitive terms may contain nuances, inaccuracies, or debatable wording. In case of ambiguity or discrepancy, the original Chinese text shall prevail.