Categories
Narrative

The Woman of Wu Shan

Lightly edited on January 31, 2022.

Early morning mist rising from Berley Lake in Oregon. The story in this post reminded me of this kind of scenery back home. Photo by H. McGaughey

Yokohama, Japan Let me begin with a story:

A long time ago in China, King Xiang of Zhou proceeded to the Cloud Dream Pavilion accompanied by the poet Song Yu.  Beholding the peak of Gaotang, they saw a single cloud billow and rise straight up, suddenly changing and shifting within a short time.

The king asked Song, “What kind of spirit is this?”

“That is called the morning cloud,” said Song.

“What is the morning could?”

Song explained: