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宏智禪師廣錄 7.18

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7.18

From the ancient ravine torrential waters recede; / The cold grove takes on autumn. / The mountain is empty, clouds move at ease; / The water is pure, the moon meets its reflection. / The mind turned toward the Way is not for worldly use; / Where could it ever dislike being free and refined?

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