童子南询尚未回
百花岩下望多时
长天万里无云夜
月过竹林说向谁

a young lad hasn’t returned from making enquries in the south
below a rock, a hundred blooms, all hope for a long time
long days, ten thousand miles and cloudless nights
the moon is speaking to who? when passing over a bamboo grove

Translation & photo Master Fa Tong 释法通