The Monks of the Guanyin Monastery Plot to Take the Treasure; The Monster of the Black Wind Mountain Steals the Cassock

The Monks of the Guanyin Monastery Plot to Take the Treasure The Monster of the Black Wind Mountain Steals the Cassock The master whipped on his horse and hurried straight to the temple gate with his disciple to have a look. They saw that it was indeed a monastery: Hall upon hall, Cloister after cloister. Beyond the triple gates Countless coloured clouds are massed; Before the Hall of Five Blessings Coil a thousand wisps of red mist. Two rows of pine and bamboo, A forest of locust and cypress trees. The two rows of pine and bamboo Are ageless in their elegant purity; The forest of locust and cypress trees Has color and beauty. See how high the drum and bell towers are, How tall the pagoda. In peaceful mediation the monks make firm their natures, As birds sing in the trees outside. Peace beyond mortal dust is the only true peace; Emptiness with the Way is the real emptiness. As the poem goes, A supreme Jetavana hidden in a green valley, A monastery set in scenery unbeaten in the world. Such pure lands are rare on earth; On most of the famous mountains dwell monks.......