Poetry with breeze and floating clouds

The artistic conception of this poem is really beautiful and full of Zen. The translation is as follows:

The heart is empty, and the inner road is empty, but the breeze has stopped and the forest is quieter. The clouds in the sky are blown away by the wind, and a bright moon is bound to be clear. The shadow of the moon in the water, the mountains and rivers hanging upside down in the water, just like the mountains and rivers in the moon, the earth in the moon.

I hope I can help you.