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Presenting poetry and dance as a unified art form

© Joyce p. Hardy, Houston, TX, 2006

Mount Taishan

China’s Holy Mountain

 

By Joyce P. Hardy, Houston, Texas

 

Tai is a moving, living thing,

a mountain full of mysteries

and memories and moments

through the ages, whispering

its words of wisdom, bold inscriptions

carved and painted on its ancient rocks

by emperors and poets, scholars

knowing that this mountain is forever.

 

Sacred Mountain,

home to most powerful God,

where soul and body separate,

rejoin, and separate again,

where life is born,

returns, is born once more from stones

whose spirit fills believers

with life-giving force and grace,

 

where generations

climb through clouds and mist

to reach the

gates of Heaven,

where Heaven and Earth coexist

they hear the gentle voice

of the Universe

and feel the tolerance of the Creator.

 

Supreme Mountain, whose spirit, winging through millennia of prayer,

is born on swirling winds

that wind through time’s great truths

carved upon Tai’s heart,

and promises the soul

returning to the mountain

is at peace.