明覺禪師語錄 6.221

6.221

冷翠千萬峯，當軒列如黛，蒲團及禪板，永日澹相對。
彤雲曾無機，燒松亦成蓋，遠謝幽隱情，難與台星會。

Ten thousand peaks of cold emerald, / Arrayed before the pavilion like black ink. / With cattail cushion and meditation bench, / I face them serenely all day long. / Glowing clouds hold no scheming; / Roasted pine also forms a canopy. / I send my deep regards to your secluded retirement, / Hard though it is to meet with the Platform Stars.