The grass-covered path
Is secluded and still;
A closed door faces
The Chungnan Mountains.
In the evening, the air’s chilly,
But the light rain stops;
At dawn, far off,
A few cicadas start.
Leaves fall
Where no green earth remains;
A person at her ease,
Wears a plain, white robe.
With simplicity and plainness
Her original nature still,
What need to practice
“calming of the heart?”
- Chia Tao
Why not sign up to get emails with all daily posts included?
Or Follow Us On Twitter #essentialsofrec
No comments:
Post a Comment
I will not allow spam or back links to other sites as I can not moderate where these are going to.