大慧普覺禪師語錄 11.72

11.72

Prior to words, surpass buddhas and patriarchs;
the disc of the sun is directly at high noon.
Throw open the barrier of the three essentials;
strike the poison-smeared drum.
Once the supreme capacity is released,
do not ask about a thousand-pound crossbow.
Cast away, it brooks no barrier;
grasped together, it lacks mutual interplay.
Bah, old Gautama!
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!