In vain you labor studying the spiritual path.
You read the prescription but you don't take the medicine-
How can you be free from your sickness?
Grasp “emptiness” and it turns out to be form;
Grasping form it soon proves impermanent.
Form and emptiness — neither are my possessions;
Sitting erect, I see my native home.
Poetry Chaikhana | P'ang Yun (Layman P'ang) - Not willing to let go of grasping and rejecting