“All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.”
Li Po - Alone Looking at The Mountain
You ask me why I live on Green Mountain ?
I smile in silence and the quiet mind.
Peach petals blow on mountain streams
To earths and skies beyond Humankind.
After the rain, the empty mountain at dusk is full of autumn air.
A bright moon shines between the pines;
The clear spring water glides over the rocks.
Bamboo leaves rustling — the washer-girls bound home.
Water lilies swaying — a fisher-boat goes down.
Never mind that spring plants are no longer green.
I am here to stay my noble friends!
I can't do with mountains at close quarters - they are always in the way, and they are so stupid, never moving and never doing anything but obtrude themselves.
I still love to walk in the mountains or be on the sea. I like to be in nature. Sometimes I bicycle. It's important to feel good with your body. The body is extremely important. If you feel good, you have more energy in your singing.
It's wonderful to be back. Back among the mountains that remind us of our vulnerability, our ultimate lack of control over the world we live in. Mountains that demand humility, and yield so much peace in return.
