Poems of Xue Tao
Hearing a Monk Play Reed Flute
Sobs of morning cicadas, oriole's sadness at dusk,
Spellbound by the language of his ten fingers.
Somehow all the meaning of scripture wanders through
These golden chimes, purifying the earthiness of autumn.
Everything here is permeated by Buddhism. But this does not imply that Xue Tao is in any way Buddhist. Tang China was permeated by both Daoism and Buddhism. The two see-sawed back and forth as state religion, mostly due to the religious inclination of an emperor. The result was that cultured people were imbued with the symbolism of both religions.