There is a pond that is clear and calm

In a garden full of sweet fruit trees,

Feel the grace of the world in your palm

And under the warm sun a cool breeze.

The soft chirping of the birds echoes

As the young poet rests in the shade,

His mind far away from his fellows

Above great and wide oceans of jade.


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