人天眼目 6.182

6.182

秀發春光搖劫外。根苗曾不染塵泥。森森翠幹雲長掛。
密密寒枝鳥莫棲。曉日不明花蓊欝。
秋風難擺韻長凄。栽培肯向無何有。不落青黃鎮四時。

Elegantly blooming in spring light, wavering beyond the kalpas,
Its roots and shoots have never been soiled by dust or mud.
Dense, verdant trunks are ever draped in clouds;
Thick, cold branches harbor no perched birds.
The morning sun does not shine, yet the flowers are lush;
The autumn wind can hardly stir them, yet their tone is ever desolate.
Willing to be cultivated toward the Realm of Nothingness,
It does not fall into green or yellow, reigning through the four seasons.