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The mind of the
great sage of India
is intimately transmitted from west to east.
While human faculties
are sharp or dull,
the Way has no northern or southern ancestors.
The spiritual source
shines clear in the light;
the branching streams flow on in the dark.
Grasping at things
is surely delusion,
according with sameness is still not enlightenment.
[X] All the objects
of the senses
transpose and do not transpose.
Transposing, they
are linked together;
not transposing, each keeps its place.
Sights vary in quality
and form;
sounds differ as pleasing or harsh.
Darkness merges
refined and common words;
brightness distinguishes clear and murky phrases.
The four elements
return to their natures,
Just as a child turns to its mother.
Fire heats, wind
moves,
water wets, earth is solid.
Eye and sights,
ear and sounds,
nose and smells, tongue and tastes;
Thus for each and
every thing,
according to the roots, the leaves spread forth.
Trunk and branches
share the essence;
revered and common, each has its speech.
In the light there
is darkness,
but don't take it as darkness;
In the dark there
is light,
but don't see it as light.
Light and dark oppose
one another
like the front and back foot in walking.
[X] Each of the
myriad things has its merit,
expressed according to function and place.
Existing phenomenally
like box and cover joining;
according with principle like arrow points meeting.
[X] Hearing the
words, understand the meaning;
don't establish standards of your own.
Not understanding
the Way before your eyes,
how do you know the path you walk?
Walking forward
is not a matter of far or near,
but if you are confused, mountains and rivers block your way.
[Y] I respectfully
urge you who study the mystery,
[Y] don't pass your days and nights in vain.
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