Cold Mountain Poem Nineteen by Han-Shan. 
  
 Translated by Gary
 Snyder. Once at Cold Mountain, troubles cease -
No more tangled, hung-up mind.
I idly scribble poems on the rock cliff,
Taking whatever comes, like a drifting boat.
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