虛堂和尚語錄 3.94

3.94

The Master then said: "Spring enters the lakes and mountains, first letting the flowers bloom brightly; from the imperial park one returns to the sovereign realm, and on Southern Mountain the cranes cry as the green pines stand strong. In the imperial capital, heroes excel and the land is spiritual. Peering into the wind and moon of the purple palace's grotto heavens, penetrating sound and form, cutting off all kinds and leaving peers behind—nothing prevents lowering one's hands and entering the marketplace; after all, it is hard to escape the ultimate transformation. Looking toward the palace to repay imperial favour, how should one offer praise?" Striking with his whisk: "The maps and registers are reported afar, Yao's heavens are vast; myriad things manifest auspiciousness, delighting the sacred heart."