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.
大道本无形，惟水参差是； 千变皆为善，临瀑悟良知。
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.
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