法演禪師語錄 3.97

3.97

This sickness, that complete cessation: / In our gate, what gain or loss? / Life and death are like sky-flowers; / Going and coming are like birds' tracks. / Rising in the east, suddenly sinking in the west; / The shadow hangs on the wall of the cold hall. / In the Thirty-three Heavens striking the imperial bell, / Universally chanting Prajñāpāramitā.