In Memoriam

My Grandpa's favourite poet Li-Tai-Po;

ALONE LOOKING AT MOUNTAIN

All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.

The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away
We sit together, the mountain and me,
Until only the mountain remains