Quiet Mountain on a Slow Day

日高門尚掩　 樹暖雨初晴　 独坐幽花落　 間庭春艸生　 讀書頗樂道　 省事豈無情　 性本憐微物　 相馴鳥雀鳴 Sun risen high, door still shut tight, Trees all warm, rain just clearing up, Alone I sit where mysterious flowers fall In quiet courtyard where spring plants grow. Reading books, greatly enjoying the Way, Reducing chores—doesn’t that help the feelings? By basic nature, fond of tiny things, As if tamed, little sparrows chirp.