Yi Kyu Bo.
Sunbeam with sunbeam chases mist away
From mountain tops at dawn.
Grey crags now gleam like gold above the sea,
Forgetful of the clouds that covered them,
Hiding, last night, the lustre of the moon.
Would that I so might chase away the dreams
Which held me all night long and still pursue
My spirit through the day!
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