Since I came to Cold Mountain,
I’ve fed my destiny on mountain fruits.
What cares could there be in an ordinary life?
I’ll simply follow mine through …
Sun and moon move like a river,
light and dark; just sparks from stone.
I give you charge of all that changes, earth and sky.
I am become the pivot,
here sitting on this cliff.
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