圓悟佛果禪師語錄 20.140

20.140

Muddled and ignorant, / without grasp or handle, / dazed and intoxicated, utterly beyond taboo. / Allowing the moving light to shift shaking the earth, / regardless of winter or summer, only dozing. / The flavor within this the Buddha does not know; / vainly calling out to clams and spiral shells. / Releasing the body, not caring, lying at the bottom of the water; / when inspiration strikes, constantly leaning against the cloth bag. / Breathing like thunder, who pays heed? / Ordinarily one seldom sees a time of waking. / Having no waking time / truly has a reason: / one must understand the central aim in dozing. / Always sleeping soundly until daybreak; / even if the Buddha comes, he cannot lift his body up. / Even if rays of light spread across the great thousand, / in the end it cannot be exchanged for my worry-free state. / Comparing distant and close, all is lost; / do not exhaust inquiry into the spiritual root of dozing. / If someone accords with it, they practice together; / while asleep, one must know it is even more seamless.