The Clear Cold Spring ~ A Poem by Li Po

The Clear Cold Spring

Li Po

Regret that dropping sun’s dusk;

Love this cold stream’s clearness.

Western beams follow flowing water;

Stir a ripple in wandering person’s mind.

Idly sing, gazing at cloudy moon;

Song done—sound of tall pines.

Finding Stillness: Li Po’s Ancient Antidote to Modern Chaos

Can an 8th-century poem hold the secret to surviving the 21st-century digital grind?

Li Po’s “The Clear Cold Spring” is more than a nature study; it is a profound meditation on the human spirit’s need for presence. In contemporary society, we are the ultimate “wandering persons.” We live in a state of constant mental drift, pulled by notifications and the relentless “western beams” of progress. Li Po acknowledges the regret of passing time (the dropping sun) but finds a grounding anchor in the immediate—the cold stream’s clarity.

This poem applies to our modern lives as a call to recalibrate. We often try to drown out our anxiety with more noise, but Li Po suggests a different path: “idly sing” and then, more importantly, stop. The most striking moment occurs when the song ends and only the “sound of tall pines” remains. In our world of constant content creation, we have forgotten how to let the song end and simply listen to the world that exists without us. To find clarity today, we must be willing to sit with the silence that follows our own noise.

As you read this poem, ask yourself:

Where can you find your “clear cold spring” in a world that demands you never stop moving?