Saying Goodbye to a Monk from Japan
Thousands of miles away—the Fu-sang Tree,
among the faint colors of dawn!
Vast ocean sky, seen by few travelers.
No need to follow the tides with your wooden bowl:
you can fly toward the sun on your golden staff!
You'll go on eating Chinese food as you travel back east,
but you'll put on native clothes again after you reach home.
Your countrymen are sure to ask: “How's the Dharma doing there?”
Just show them the palm-leaf manuscripts you're bringing back
among the faint colors of dawn!
Vast ocean sky, seen by few travelers.
No need to follow the tides with your wooden bowl:
you can fly toward the sun on your golden staff!
You'll go on eating Chinese food as you travel back east,
but you'll put on native clothes again after you reach home.
Your countrymen are sure to ask: “How's the Dharma doing there?”
Just show them the palm-leaf manuscripts you're bringing back
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