佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 3.24

3.24

Dust and sand in the eyes, dirt in the ears— (Three hundred loads of confusion. A limitless muddiness. Is there still such a fellow?)
Refusing to stay among the thousand peaks and myriad peaks. (Where are you going? Tell me, what news is this?)
Fallen blossoms, flowing streams: vast and boundless! (Splendid news! Dynamic function like lightning. Staring and thinking in vain. Glancing left, a thousand births; looking right, ten thousand kalpas.)
Raising the eyebrows, where did he go? (Presenting him with another pair of eyes beneath his heels! Turns out he was right here all along. Can you sever the master's heels? Even so, you still must reach this terrain before you can. Striking, he said: Why is he right here?)