Poems of Yu Xuanji
On the Appointment of a Recluse to Enter Abundant Fortune Temple
A recluse enters a strange, new world.
A traveler ceases his long journey.
On an empty white wall, a scholar leaves a poem
Who is yet unknown within the Lotus Palace.
He digs a pool with his own hands
And cuts a new path through dense wild grasses.
A hundred-foot tall moon tower
Is leveled by the clarity of his open eyes.
The only hint this poem gives us about Yu Xuanji's life is that it is less and less likely that she ever leaves her monastery to live alone in the city. I don't think this is surprising. Her spiritual yearnings will find a better home where they are valued and among like-minded people than in the world beyond her walls. There is a slight possibility that she is writing about herself in this poem. Further poems may clarify this.