慵庵铭

[慵庵铭]宋·白玉蟾

丹经慵读，道不在书。
藏教慵览，道之皮肤。
至道之要，贵乎清虚。
何谓清虚？终日如愚。
有诗慵吟，句外肠枯。
有琴慵弹，弦外韵孤。
有酒慵饮，醉外江湖。
有棋慵奕，意外干戈。
慵观溪山，内有画图。
慵对风月，内有蓬壶。
慵陪世事，内有田庐，
慵问寒暑，内有神都。
松枯石烂，我常如如。
谓之慵庵，不亦可乎?

Inscription on the Hall of Idleness
Po Yüchien
1194-1229

I'm too lazy to read the Taoist classics, for Tao doesn't reside in the books;
Too lazy to look over the sutras, for they go no deeper in Tao than its looks.
The essence of Tao consists in a void, clear, and cool,
But what is this void except being the whole day like a fool? Too lazy am I to read poetry, for when I stop, the poetry will be gone;
Too lazy to play on the chin, for music dies on the string where it's born;
Too lazy to drink wine, for beyond the drunkard's dream there are rivers and lakes;
Too lazy to play chess, for besides in the pawns there are other stakes;
Too lazy to look at the hills and streams, for there is a painting
within my heart's portals;
Too lazy to face the wind and the moon, for within me is the
Isle of the Immortals;
Too lazy to attend to worldly affairs, for inside me are my hut
and my possessions;
Too lazy to watch the changing of the seasons, for within me
are heavenly processions.
Pine trees may decay and rocks may rot; but I shall always
remain what I am.
Is it not fitting that I call this the Hall of Idleness?