汾陽無德禪師語錄 3.45

3.45

諸佛無法可說，汾陽略宣一字，不干紙墨文章，豈效維摩焌地。三乘未稱吾宗，萬行亦非他意，見性唯祇自心，認著依前不是。塵中世界無涯，自在逍遙行李，毛頭海嶽無邊，曠蕩遊山翫水。一字歌，百萬偈，的的相傳傳子細，句句幽微微又玄，只箇玄玄玄本智。飲光尊，同明證，瞬目欲恭行正令，諸徒異解枉施功，亂向途中認凡聖。不用求，元不失，妄念纔生黑似漆，幻化浮雲性本無，方寸迷真捉幻物，歷劫迷，不曾省，遍計河沙妄纏病，如今證得本根源，靈智廓然離邪正，汾陽直說審思量，瞥爾緣塵拋佛性。八節遷，一心秉，密密那伽常在定，青霄碧落是家風，信手拈來善祇應，投針入室要商量，一字歌中明似鏡。

The Buddhas have no Dharma that can be spoken; / Fenyang briefly proclaims a single character. / It has nothing to do with paper, ink, or literary compositions; / how could it imitate Vimalakīrti burning the ground? / The three vehicles do not match our lineage, / nor are the myriad practices his intention. / Seeing into one's nature is found only in one's own mind; / if you recognize and cling to it, as before you are wrong. / In the midst of dust, worlds are boundless; / free and leisurely is the journey. / On a hair's tip, oceans and mountains are limitless; / vast and expansive, wandering mountains and enjoying waters. / A song of a single character, millions of verses, / precisely handed down, transmitted with great care; / phrase after phrase is profound and subtle, subtle and further mysterious, / only this mystery of mysteries is the original wisdom. / The Honored Light-Drinker, sharing the clear realization, / blinked his eyes, wishing to reverently carry out the correct command; / disciples of differing interpretations waste their efforts in vain, / confusedly recognizing the profane and sacred along the way. / No need to seek, originally never lost; / the moment a false thought arises, it is black as pitch. / Illusory floating clouds originally have no nature; / within the mind, confusing the real, one grasps at illusory objects. / Confused through kalpas past, never waking up, / conceptualizing like sands of the Ganges, the affliction of delusion entangles; / now having realized the original source, / spiritual wisdom is open and clear, free from depraved and correct. / Fenyang speaks directly: examine it carefully; / in a flash, following after dust, you cast away the Buddha-nature. / The eight seasonal nodes change, but the one mind is held firm; / dense and continuous, the nāga is constantly in samādhi. / The blue skies and azure heavens are our family tradition; / freely reaching out a hand, one responds skillfully; / casting a needle to enter the room requires deliberation; / in the song of a single character, it is clear as a mirror.