廣弘明集 30.7

30.7

The Great Clod turns the dark pivot; / Luminous, the two poles reflect each other.
The myriad kinds give birth to wandering splendors; / Settling clear, they congeal the mysterious sage.
Śākya mounts the spiritual conjunction; / Perfect spirit rises, timely and true.
Mutually nurtured, guarding quiet harmony; / Spiritual knowing permeates nature and life.
In movement, he acts for the world below; / In stillness, he is a mirror in nothingness.