Empty and desireless,
Cold and thin, simple and genuine,
This is how to strike down 
And fold up the remaining habits
Of many lives.
When the stains from old habits 
Are exhausted,
The original light appears, 
Blazing through your skull,
Not admitting other matters.
Vast and spacious, 
Like sky and water merging 
During autumn,
Like snow and moon 
Having the same color,
This field is without boundary,
Beyond direction,
Magnificently one entity 
Without edge or seam.

– Hongzhi (1091-1157)


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