Dongting Lake, inscribed on the Deer Antler Temple Wall

Rains clear and clouds disperse,
A bright moon fills the river.
Winds subside and waves die down;
A single leaf of a ship.
Mind awake at midnight
With dreams of past, present and future.
Thousands of miles parted;
Sadly I lean against the ship's window
And sleep a little.

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