Ah, it is morning with thin mist.
Like an early morning park in London.
A little bit cold air.
A soft spread of mist.
close my eyes.
Where it gives joy to everyone,
and also gives the giving.
Where the joy of everyone is one's own joy.
Where it is bright and bright, always and invariably.
Clear and limpid spring water
silently flowing in a forest.
Where it is serene.