圓悟佛果禪師語錄 19.42

19.42

Appearing and disappearing atop the hundred grasses, / roaming beyond the three realms; / in vain one spreads a net across the heavens, / uselessly casts the hook for catching a giant turtle. / Shaking scales and bristling dorsal fins, he jolts heaven and earth; / eyes fixed, head raised, the surging waves spray. / Staffs fall like rain, shouts roll like thunder; / how could he use contention and warfare to establish merits?