汾陽無德禪師語錄 3.202

3.202

余今六十一，白髮相催出，幻質比浮雲，空心同祖佛。春來不羨花，秋去豈嫌物，更與三十年，瞥然如電拂。

I am now sixty-one; / White hairs hasten one another forth. / The illusory body is like floating clouds; / The empty mind is identical to the ancestral Buddhas. / When spring arrives, I do not admire the flowers; / When autumn departs, how could I dislike things? / Give me thirty more years— / In a flash, it will pass like a stroke of lightning.