佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 9.28

9.28

Illuminating itself, it displays a solitary radiance; (The myriad forms arrayed. Host and guest interpenetrate. It lines up and turns your nostrils. What is this blind fellow doing?) / For you, he opens a single line. (Why only a single line? Ten suns shining together. Releasing a single line is acceptable.) / Flowers wither, the tree casts no shadow; (What end is there to entangling in vines? Where are you groping? Holding black ink in a black lacquer tub.) / When looking, who does not see? (Blind! You cannot all just lean on fences and grope along walls. Two blind men, three blind men.) / Seeing or not seeing? (Both ends are cut off. Blind!) / Riding the ox backwards, one enters the Buddha hall. (Right on target! With palms joined at the triple gate. Give me back my topic! Striking, he says, 'Where did you go?' Xuedou is also just making a living in a ghost's cave. Do you understand yet? At midnight the sun comes out; at high noon strikes the third watch.)