Who goes there, wandering
About the mists and the rains?
Among the alpine crests
And mountains’ crystal streams?
A Chinese mountain man
Treks up the steep defiles.
And with him follows close
His pupil short of breath.
They walk among the pines,
Which rise from every crag.
The rustling of the world
Is soundless at such heights.
They climb the lofty peaks,
Tread worlds above the clouds.
“Peasant and sage alike
Climb mountains such as these,”
Declared the mountain man,
Then walked into the mist.
His pupil followed close
Behind, without a word.
The rustling of the world
Is soundless at such heights.
They climb the lofty peaks,
Tread worlds above the clouds.
David B. Gosselin is a poet, translator, writer, and researcher in Montreal, Canada. He is Editor-in-Chief of The Chained Muse, along with its New Lyre Magazine, a journal of classic art, education and culture.