虛堂和尚語錄 10.60

10.60

A withered and gaunt man from the crocodile realm,
he awakened to the secret of mind-transmission.
A rootless tree,
once planted, comes to life.
Not knowing whose side its chilly shadow falls upon,
he only feels a fishy wind rising at the horizon's edge.
Chan Practitioner Zhi, make no distinctions!
Facing the furnace, do not avoid the red-hot iron.