I need to find a mountain spring
That man has never seen or touched,
That only deer come to drink
And birds and squirrels can vouch.
To have it bordered by plants
And small pools for peacock fish
To swim and play stunts,
Reflecting its scaly rainbow flash.
And by its side monkey cups abound
Collecting dewy drops of rain
The agile monkey’s life line bond
That is part of the mountain terrain.
I need a mountain spring
Unspoiled by human hands,
Its pure water, unwashed, unringed
Left to wash only its bottom sands.
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