A thousand clouds, ten thousand streams,
Here I live, an idle man,
Roaming green peaks by day,
Back to sleep by cliffs at night.
One by one, springs and autumns go,
Free of heat and dust, my mind.
Sweet to know there’s nothing I need,
Silent as the autumn river’s flood.
٭ Poem by Han Shan, c.730? - c.850?.
Translated by A. S. Kline; for non-commercial use.
# Painting "Mountain River Scene (Autumn of the Hudson)" by Charles Wilson Knapp, 1870.
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