writing on the temple wall to the western forest

standing before the mountain, its ridge sweeps across the view; in its shadow, the mountain’s peak looms

whether near or far, when above or below, the mountain refreshes and renews

the truth of the mountain is unseen, unknown to me; for I remain, within the mountain made by me

题西林壁
苏轼

横看成岭侧成峰,
远近高低各不同。
不识庐山真面目,
只缘身在此山中。

missives from my brain