宏智禪師廣錄 4.34

4.34

善權智和尚。下法嗣書。上堂僧問。記得。僧問曹山。日未出時如何。山曰。曹山也曾恁麼來。未審。此意如何。師云。智不到處。難下名言。進云。卷絲輪望遠山隱隱。撥船頭近古岸依依。師云。到岸時作麼生。進云。帆飽清風。棹穿明月。師云。又是隨波逐浪去也。進云。日出後如何。山云。猶較曹山半月程。又作麼生。云。明白纔分。生化路箇中消息便成功。進云。兒孫得力室內不知。師云。只如室內底人。如何親近。進云。虛明自照。不勞心力。師云。猶隔雲水在。進云。如何得十成去。師云。不守珍御始得。師乃云。萬里西來坐少林。燈燈相續至如今。泥牛鬪裏同歸海。玉線聯時妙契鍼。未墜綿綿吾祖緒。不忘切切老婆心。風前一弄無弦曲。會有叢林人賞音。只如燈燈相續。心心相印。血脈不斷處。作麼生行履。還體悉得麼。翡翠踏翻荷葉雨。鷺鷥衝破竹林煙。

When Master Shanquan Zhi sent a letter [certifying him as] Dharma heir, the Master ascended the hall. A monk asked: "It is recorded: A monk asked Caoshan, 'What is it like when the sun has not yet risen?' Caoshan said, 'Caoshan has also come this way.' I wonder, what is the meaning of this?"
The Master said: "Where wisdom does not reach, names and words are difficult to apply."
[The monk] asked further: "Rolling up the fishing line, one gazes at the distant mountains in indistinct haze; pushing the bow of the boat, one nears the ancient shore in lingering closeness."
The Master said: "What is it like upon reaching the shore?"
[The monk] asked: "Sails filled with the pure wind, oars piercing the bright moon."
The Master said: "Once again, going along with the waves and chasing the billows."
[The monk] asked: "What is it like after the sun has risen? Caoshan said, 'Still half a month's journey behind Caoshan.' What does this mean?"
[The Master] said: "As soon as clarity is distinguished, the news within the path of generation and transformation immediately achieves success."
[The monk] asked: "The descendants have gained strength, yet inside the room it is not known."
The Master said: "Just as for the person inside the room, how can one approach him intimately?"
[The monk] asked: "Clear emptiness shines of itself, without expending mental effort."
The Master said: "There are still clouds and waters separating [you]."
[The monk] asked: "How can one achieve total perfection?"
The Master said: "Only when you do not cling to treasured royal vestments will you attain it."
The Master then said: "Coming ten thousand miles from the West to sit at Shaolin, / The lamps have been passed on continuously down to the present. / Where mud oxen battle, together they return to the sea; / When the jade thread is linked, it subtly matches the needle. / Not letting the continuous lineage of our ancestors fall, / Never forgetting the ardent, motherly concern. / Playing a stringless tune before the wind, / Surely there will be someone in the monastic grove who appreciates the sound. / Just as the lamps are continuously transmitted, mind sealed with mind, and the bloodline remains unbroken—how does one practice? Do you fully understand? / The kingfisher treads upon the lotus leaf, shaking down the rain; / The egret bursts through the mist of the bamboo grove."