明覺禪師語錄 6.172

6.172

I feel ashamed that you sought a teacher and became my disciple.
Although your learning is unrenowned, the Way may still be aimed for.
Evenly flying, discourse illuminates like the moon;
Reflecting back, it is like flowing water.
If these thoughts and these words are not forgotten,
March on, stride on, walking amidst orchids and angelica.
(Responding well to different lineages is something I do not know; reflect on this.)