As summer enters this land of rivers and lakes,
    I find myself idle in my thatched hut.
Friendly waves that wash the shores
    are sent only by the gentle breeze.
This body’s coolness is also a debt
    we owe to our great king.

This poem is in the public domain. The Ever White Mountain; Korean Lyrics in the Classical Sijo Form (Rutland, Vt., Tuttle, 1965).