The Book of Serenity
‘One day the World Honored One ascended the seat. Manjusri struck the gavel and said, “Clearly observe the Dharma of the King of the Dharma; the Dharma of the King of the Dharma is thus.” The World Honored One then got down from the seat.’ (Case 1)
Hongzhi’s peerless poem on the case:
The unique breeze of reality – do you see?
Continuously creation runs her loom and shuttle.
Weaving the ancient brocade, incorporating the forms of spring,
But nothing can be done about Manjusri’s leaking.
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Everything is as it is. What is there to say?