Chu Guangxi follows Gao

He's probably claiming Buddhist insight just to have something to say

Climbing the Tower with Friends at the Temple of Blessings 
Chu Guangxi

This golden shrine and sacred spire,
Are reaching upwards, always higher,
     To where the dark clouds hang.
The world was calm and I was free;
We climbed it in that clarity
     The start of autumn brings,
When Kunming Pool was a piece of jade,
And riotous plants and flowers made
     A display fit for spring.
The Milky Way’s so high, they say,
But anyone wandering by this way
     Will find it shimmering.
Here form and formless, hand in hand,
Swirl taiji eddies on the land
     So streams and mountains ring.
Now thunder crashes, rainclouds roil,
Gods and ghosts writhe and coil
     In the dim of evening.
In flickering skies of sudden change,
Our eyes don’t have the speed or range
     To take in everything.
Above our caps, Heaven’s gate
Stands open; peering down, we gape
     At swan-geese on the wing.
The palaces and hills and halls
Are nothing but a low-rise sprawl,
     A scattered crumpling.
From sky to earth, a single glance
Takes in the world’s impermanence
Inspires me to stay and find
The universal truths of mind
     That monks below us sing.
But spire! In your immensity,
However long I stay, you’ll be
     No less than dizzying.

储光羲  同诸公登慈恩寺塔
金祠起真宇，直上青云垂。
地静我亦闲，登之秋清时。
苍芜宜春苑，片碧昆明池。
谁道天汉高，逍遥方在兹。
虚形宾太极，携手行翠微。
雷雨傍杳冥，鬼神中躨跜。
灵变在倏忽，莫能穷天涯。
冠上阊阖开，履下鸿雁飞。
宫室低逦迤，群山小参差。
俯仰宇宙空，庶随了义归。
崱屴非大厦，久居亦以危。

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Chu Guangxi followed Gao Shi’s poem closely. He introduces a more distinctively Buddhist theme, and more supernatural elements. But the suggestion that he might chuck it all in to be a monk rings rather empty. I can’t read any real passion for Buddhism into this poem. He is concerned mainly with following Gao’s form, playing the formal game of producing a poem that obeys convention and records their trip.

Notes:

Kunming Pool is a pool in Chang’an, presumably visible from the top of the tower then.