The World, After All, Is Not of Dust

The Sun Singer, a Art Moderne bronze sculpted by Carl Milles, can be seen not far from here at Allerton Park.

People of this world wrap themselves in chains

   For the sake of profit and gain,

Then talk of the world of dust, the sea of bitterness.

They do not know that

    Clouds are white, mountains blue.

    Rivers run, rocks stand tall.

    Blossoms invite, birds laugh.

    The valley responds, the woodcutters sing.

The world, after all, is not of dust;

The sea, after all, is not bitter.

It is only that, on their own, people put dust and

    bitterness in their hearts.

— Hung Ying-ming