Memorial
Douglas Austin Nowokunski Born: May 3rd, 1941 Died: January 8th, 2010
Past Grandmaster Dragon Ascending to Heaven I climbed west on Incense Cloud Peak. South I saw the spray-filled falls Dropping for ten thousand feet Sounding in a hundred gorges, Suddenly as if lightning shone, Strange as if light-wet rainbows lifted. I thought the Milky Way had shattered, Scattering stars through clouds, downwards.
Looking up an even greater force. Nature's powers are so intense. The Cosmic Wind blows there without stop. The river's moon echoes back the light Into vortices where waters rush. On both sides the clear walls were washed, By streams of pearl broken into mist, By clouds of foam whitening over rock.
Let me reach those Sublime Hills Where peace comes to the quiet heart. No more need to find the Magic Cup. I'll wash the dust, there, from my face, And live in those regions that I love, Separated from the Human World. Li Po Taoist T 'ang Dynasty
Green Dragon
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