廣弘明集 30.69

30.69

Of old, I made light of months and years; / now, I treasure fleeting moments. / In the bedchambers, cosmetic powders are put away; / beneath the palace towers, tassels and hairpins are hung. / The joy of dhyāna combines fragrant delights; / the joy of the Dharma makes one forget the pure lute. / Unity and difference cannot be distinguished; / for whom would favor or disgrace stir the heart?