English Rendering
A cosmos in concentric ripples sleeps,
Each lotus flame at fingertip-distance keeps.
Cliff-steals-sky's ancient tattoo whole,
Jade-mirror wears moss as memory's scroll.
Three autumns' stone-water romance fed,
Never betrayed my river-wanderer's thread.
Now my reflection mourns time's theft—
Snowmelt hair floods the jade hairpin left.
