圓悟佛果禪師語錄 6.23

6.23

Ascending the hall, [the Master] said: "At Gṛdhrakūṭa speaking of the moon, the words were esoteric and hard to conceal; at Caoxi pointing to the moon, the mind was authentic and unfathomable. Knocking down the flagpole in front of the gate has already fallen into the second head; crouching beneath the diamond steps, the sacred tortoise walking within fire, still falls into the third category. What about before there were Buddhas and ancestral masters—was there still such a season? Arriving here, ignorant folks are not discussed; it is solely for the sharp and talented. Do you clearly understand? Giant waves surge a thousand fathoms, yet the clear ripples do not leave the water."