汾陽無德禪師語錄 3.55

3.55

At the Southern Terrace of the Peak of Longevity, the precious moon is ever disclosed; / concealing a single, perfectly bright great elephant, / revealing three blazing and towering phrases. / The dynamic of flashing lightning leaves the foolish and confused at a loss; / now expanding and emerging across the Great Void, / now contracting so that even the eye of a needle cannot pass. / A single pure person of the Way has no mirror-medicine for words and explanations; / a thousand students possess mechanisms along the road of speech. / Sometimes thunder shocks the universe, cutting off the paths of sacred and profane; / sometimes pointing to heaven and earth, the myriad spirits all enter. / There is giving life and there is killing, without concealment or partiality; / the true gold of the Li River is not heavy, / the rubble along the dusty road is not light. / Universally covering like heaven, universally upholding like earth; / the solitary and impoverished son returns home, / while those who judge mistakenly dispute together. / Distinct and clear, scooping and dredging, / filling the worlds of the ten directions, / vast and expansive, the six realms are utterly empty. / Truly inconceivable, the correct lineage is difficult to let fall; / patriarch transmits to patriarch, Buddha confers prophecy upon Buddha. / Aha, haha! Do not nod off! / The song and praise being already manifest, the principle is clear. / The verse says: / “The dynamic of flashing lightning—already too late; / blue-eyed barbarian, do not raise your eyebrows. / Great ocean dragon, small water turtle; / Mount Shou towers high, the sun and moon are low. / Tigers and leopards scurry about; / the lion roars with full authority. / The correct lineage is forever uncorrupted; / let depraved followers not force their way. / Caring nothing for right or wrong, / truly a son of the Dharma King.”