明覺禪師語錄 6.178

6.178

Wild waters and spring mountains,
The scenery stretches as far as the eye can see.
A thousand li, ten thousand li—
Too slow, too fast.
The distant realm is serene and clear, not to be illuminated by a rhinoceros horn torch;
The rare sound is faint and vast, not to be spliced with phoenix glue.
Leaves falling, flowers blooming—do you know it or not?
The noble conduct of humans and devas serves as lofty footsteps.