I think I heard the water speak

When passing by the frozen creek.

I do not know where lay the mouth;

I left the pass to take a peek. 

Still a child, I began.

I do not know which way it ran;

The water held its icy tongues

And told the child nor the man. 

I followed till the creek ran dry.

I follow still, I know not why.

I think I heard the water speak

But cannot manage to reply.