Xiantong Temple — "香烟古寺月中行" —

《香烟古寺月中行》

石阶百步入云深， 古寺重檐映月阴。

钟声远送千年梦， 香火犹传万世心。

松影摇风如旧语， 塔门留客似知音。

几人来去皆尘客， 唯有禅声不染尘。

高阁孤灯照静夜， 白衣行者步幽林。

心随云水无常处， 一念清明脱俗襟。

若问此地何所寄， 是我魂牵不语吟。

山中有道非言说， 只在风中月下寻。

English translation:

"Moonlit Walk Through the Ancient Temple"

A hundred stone steps climb into the clouds, The temple’s layered eaves glow beneath the moon.

Bell tones drift, carrying dreams of centuries, Incense still whispers the hearts of generations.

Pine shadows sway like voices from the past, The gate seems to welcome like an old friend.

Many come and go, mere travelers of dust— Only the sound of Zen remains untouched.

A lone lamp glows in the quiet tower, A robed figure walks through silent woods.

His heart flows like water, free of form, One clear thought sheds the worldly cloak.

If you ask what this place holds for me— It’s the silent song that binds my soul.

The Way is not spoken, nor written in stone, It waits in the wind, beneath the moon.