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 cicades start.
Leaves fall
where no green earth remains;
a person at his ease,
wears a plan, white robe.
With simplicity and plainness
his original nature still,
wat need to practice
'calming of the heart'?
---Chia Tao---
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