法演禪師語錄 3.103

3.103

Bitter fog covers the courtyard eaves, / Mournful clouds lock the twilight sky. / The master has returned to the realm of true purity; / His shadow hangs as a solitary, full moon. / Going or not going, alas, like a dream! / Coming or not coming, alas, who is first and who is last? / Who is first and who is last? / The jambu tree is south of the sea.