圓悟佛果禪師語錄 19.72

19.72

Holding the mooring rope and letting the boat go, / Gluing the pegs and tuning the strings. / Distant water cannot put out a nearby fire; / How could a short rope draw from a deep spring? / Old Tianping, / Utterly reckless! / Over two "wrongs," / He regrets his wandering on foot. / The great earth is vast and boundless, grieving people to death; / Without tendons in the eyes, poor for a lifetime.