宏智禪師廣錄 1.45

1.45

Ascending the hall, [the Master] said, "The jade loom shifts and turns: who can distinguish the threads at the shuttle's tip? The moon door is pushed open: within the realm, the scenery is naturally distinct. The golden rooster crows at dawn; the stone maiden wanders in spring. Aloof, upon the bird's path, meeting no one; vast and wide, within the great realm, walking alone again. Do you know of not falling into vacant stillness, returning to the path and again being wondrous? With a full head of white hair, leaving the crags and valleys; at midnight passing through the clouds to enter the marketplace."