Yangshuo Goddess

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How sublime are You, veiled in mist.

The rain, Your dress, cast off

Only a cloak and veil remaining.

How numinous. How lovely.

How strong are You, crouched in mist.

The tigress at dusk

Confident, elegant, wild,

Is but a candle to Your wildness.

How still are You, hidden in mist.

You are spinner and shears

We live upon your grace

And await our return to You in the stars.