Calming the Waves Caught in Rain on My Way to the Sandy Lake
On the 7th day of the 3rd month we were caught in rain on our way to the Sandy Lake. The umbrellas had gone ahead, my companions were quite downhearted, but I took no notice. It soon cleared, and I wrote this.
Listen not to the rain beating against the trees,
I had better walk slowly while chanting at ease.
Better than a saddle I like sandals and cane.
In a straw cloak, spend my life in mist and rain.
Drunken, I am sobered by the vernal wind shrill
And rather chilK In front, I see the slanting sun atop the hill;
Turning my head, I see the dreary beaten track.
Let me go back!
Impervious to rain or shine, I’ll have my own will.