Spring breezes

The sudden shower has passed,

the spring breezes rustle

Blossoms of the cherry-apple

wake from sleep,

one petal dancing

By the rocks in the garden

the shimmering

heat waves rise

On the surface of the pond

a leaf boat

glides quietly along

I pray that

the spring breezes of good fortune

blow in the hearts of all

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Written in the 1950s. This translation, by Burton Watson, first appeared in Songs from My Heart (1978).