Ch'u Ch'uang I, "A Mountain Spring," tr. Kenneth Rexroth, One Hundred More Poems from the Chinese: Love and the Turning Year
(New York: New Directions, 1970), p. 51:
There is a brook in the mountains,
Nobody I ask knows its name.
It shines on the earth like a piece
Of the sky. It falls away
In waterfalls, with a sound
Like rain. It twists between rocks
And makes deep pools. It divides
Into islands. It flows through
Calm reaches. It goes its way
With no one to mind it. The years
Go by, its clear depths never change.