English Rendering
To cage all wonders in this tower's hold,
I lean on picture-frame balustrade, world unrolled.
Clouds riffle water's amethyst-turquoise sheen,
Sky drinks mountain's cyan-vermilion dream.
Moon of Huainan melts sutra-chants deep,
Sails from beyond catch winds of the endless steep.
My old robe clings to dust of earthly plight,
While mind's eye chases dark geese in flight.
