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On the mountain that never tires of us ....

All the birds have flown away
A lonely cloud floats idly by.
We never tire of each other
The mountain and I

- Li Po

On the mountain that never grows tired of us ....

Klausen Pass, September

A visible darkness grows up mountain paths,
I lodge by the river gate high in a study,
Frail cloud on cliff edge passing the night,
The lovely moon topples amid the waves.
Steady, one after another, a line of cranes in flight;
Howling over the kill, wild dogs and wolves.
No sleep for me. I worry over battles.
I have no strength to right the universe.

- Tu Fu

Conquistadores of the invisible

Vallot hut, Mt Blanc