明覺禪師語錄 2.41

2.41

There is a Chan practitioner whose numinous potential broadly unfolds; / Emerging from Hongdu, his fame and brilliance follow in his footsteps. / Not a single literary craft or skill is put to use; / Inside or outside the realm, who could discuss it? / The spring wind arrives—what is there to part from? / When has it ever swept clean the snow on the ancient crags? / Gazing as far as the eye can see into vast emptiness, I think of the distant traveler; / Caoxi is fit to share in embellishing this moment. / Clear and pure, bitter and arduous, you ought to preserve your practice; / Bright and discerning, do not share tracks with a broken horse. / In the snap of a finger, the six-petaled flower withers; / Going off once to the Western Mountains, news is cut off.