Another day of clouds and misty rain. The first four characters of the first line came into my mind before going for my jog. The poem was completed when I finished jogging and more refinements as I penned it down with a brush.
烏雲山暗風吹冷 Black clouds, darkening mountains and winds blew cold,
斜坡半險無人行 A half threatening looking slope that no one walks.
獨我高處看蒼天 Except for the only me viewing the vast gray skies on ahigh,
低頭微覺雨落橫 Lowering my head, a mere feeling of rain falling askew.
Thursday, April 13, 2023
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