A Song of Water When Visiting White Tiger Ravine / Sheng Hong

The great Tao is shapeless,
Water is as if it is;
Its thousands changes are toward kindness,
Conscience is emerging in my mind when facing the falls.

Note: English is not my mother language. As a practice, this poem is translated from my poem in Chinese: 游白虎涧咏水。 I hope the experts who master both English and Chinese to offer me some suggestions.

Author: flourishflood

Economist, Confucianist

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