I treasure what front eaves face <br />and all that north windows frame. <br /> <br />Bamboo winds lavish out windows, <br />pine colors exquisite beyond eaves, <br /> <br />I gather it all into isolate mystery, <br />thoughts fading into their source. <br /> <br />Others may feel nothing in all this, <br />but it's perfectly open to me now: <br /> <br />such kindred natures need share <br />neither root nor form nor gesture.<br /><br />Bai Juyi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enjoying-pine-and-bamboo/
