Other trees do not grow in a sandalwood forest,
And among the thick growths, lions alone live.
Alone and at ease in their own quiet and familiar places
From which all other birds and beasts have fled.
It is only the lion cubs that follow in these footsteps,
And, when reaching the age of three years, they too roar.
How can jackals hope to follow the King of the Dharma?
Ever, after one hundred years, they open their mouths in vain!
The teaching of instantaneous Perfection is beyond the World's imagination.
When a single doubt is left, it must be resolved.
I say this, not because I cling to "self" and "other,"
Instead, I fear that your practice will be trapped by "permanence" or "impermanence."
"Right" is not right, nor is "wrong" wrong:
If you miss this by the slightest, you will miss by a thousand miles.
The Dragon Maiden who believed instantly attained the Buddha Stage,
The scholarly Shang Hsing did not, and was reborn in Hell.
In my youth, I gathered much knowledge, searching the Sutras, Sastras, and Commentaries;
I endlessly analyzed names and forms, a task as vain as counting sands on the Ocean Floor.
I was severely admonished by the Buddha, who asked,
"What is the profit in counting other persons' treasures?"
Then, I fully realized the futility of my greatest efforts and the aimless traveling about that I had done.