Squire Kou Welcomes Monks; The Monk Rejects Wealth

All kinds of matter are really without matter;No emptiness is truly empty.Stillness and clamour, speech and silence, all are the same:Why bother to dream‑talk in one's dreams?The useful includes the useless in its application;Achievement lurks within failure.When the fruit is ripe it reddens of itself;Do not ask how the seed is to be grown. The story has told how the Tang Priest and his disciples used their magic powers to stop the monks of the Spread Gold Monastery. When the monks saw after the black wind had passed that the master and his disciples had disappeared they thought that their visitors must have been living Buddhas come down to earth, so they kowtowed and went back. Of them we tell no more. As master and disciples traveled West spring was giving way to early summer:The air was clear, mild and refreshing;Water chestnuts and lotuses were growing in the pool.Plums were ripening after the rain;The wheat was forming as the breezes blew.Flowers were fragrant where blossoms fell from trees;The oriole grew tired amid the willow's light branches.Swallows over......