宏智禪師廣錄 6.42

6.42

The style of this rustic monk's house takes a single bowl as livelihood and points to the myriad phenomena as property. Marks of this and that can be like reflections in a mirror or the moon in water, blending without outside. First not establishing a mark of self, then thing after thing is not an external condition. The single characteristic is without characteristics; all together it is just this, with no other affair. Having completely understood and applied it ten out of ten like this, the path of the shuttle before the loom does not go through, and outside forms, sense faculties and dusts are both obliterated. At that time you must take a step back and return home; only then will you have a share of full realization. Clouds blend into a single color; snow covers the thousand mountains. Having penetrated through, look again—only then will you see the season of the entire body.