Upper Cloister in Aranya Golden Mountain / Atelier Deshaus

At the break of dawn I wandered in the ruins of an ancient temple,On lofty trees of the woods the morning sun cast its rays.Following a path amongst bamboos I came to a secluded place,Hidden deep amidst lush flowery vegetation, it used to be a chamber for meditation.Birds by nature took delight in mountain scenes,In the pond, a mind cleansed by the waters a lucid reflection made.Everything gave way to silence right there and then,Save for the tolling of bells that resonates.An Inscription for the Rear Meditation Chamber of a Mountain Temple in Ruins, by CHANG Jian [Tang Dynasty],