虛堂和尚語錄 10.54

10.54

Stepping forward, he bustled; folding his hands, he stood;
more than five thousand fascicles could not be reached by glosses and commentaries.
Bathing and changing robes, he walked as he pleased;
a man of the Way, carefree, without bundle or bamboo hat.
Fire does not scorch, water does not wet;
iron walls and silver mountains—enter from right here!