宏智禪師廣錄 4.17

4.17

Ascending the hall, the Master said: "Fine, good Zen practitioners! Coming and going, the person in the mountains / recognizes that the green mountain is indeed the body. / The green mountain is the body, and the body is me— / where else could root and dust lodge? I have already removed the desk-mountain before you all. But as for the phrase atop the crown of the principal mountain, how would you speak it? If you can speak it, only then will you know that speaking like that just now was still an affair on the side of the guest-mountain paying its respects. Good Zen practitioners! If the host does not know there is a guest, he will have no method to respond to the world. If the guest does not know there is a host, he will have no insight to transcend the dust. But tell me: when principle and phenomena are complete and host and guest unite, what then?" After a long pause, he said: "Do you understand? / At midnight the wooden figure knocks on the moonlit door; / at dawn the young phoenix smiles, holding a flower in its beak."