Enlightenment is intimacy with all things.
When the old plum tree blooms, the entire world blooms.
Emptiness is bound to bloom, like hundreds of grasses blossoming.
Clearly I know, the mind is mountains, rivers, and the great earth; sun, moon, and stars.
To start from the self and try to understand all things is delusion. To let the self be awakened by all things is enlightenment.
Working with plants, trees, fences and walls, if they practice sincerely they will attain enlightenment.