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Wilderness Anthology

Mound away from Tidewater

In the roar of falling mountains and splitting earth, hurricane strikes,
the sea tide howls, almost engulfing those from either east or west.
Sea waves surge ahead and rise up to clouds as high as huge mountains,
thunders roll in gusts from horizon, far and wide they all blast.

Those scatter along coast land stretching for thousands of miles,
who are all impoverished and penniless people in hard labor.

All of a sudden, everyone is seeking for a refuge in the chaos,
and all rush forward to climb up a mound to escape from tidewater.

Fowls and dogs are not left but only with pen branches everywhere,

Too many stuffs of houses destroyed or lost completely in shambles.
Return from the wrong path, however, encounter the safeguard there,
fortunately to be under the protection as long as someone lives.

To discard all the old and past but live in the new and future,
to be reborn from death for the marvelous bliss flows forever.

“For you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.”

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