宏智禪師廣錄 2.9

2.9

廓然無聖。來機徑挺。得非犯鼻而揮斤。失不回頭而墮甑。
寥寥冷坐少林。默默全提正令。
秋清月轉霜輪。河淡斗垂夜柄。繩繩衣鉢付兒孫。
從此人天成藥病。

"Vast and open, nothing holy"—
The responding dynamism comes forth straight and erect.
Gaining: not striking the nose while wielding the axe;
Losing: not turning the head when the pot falls.
Solitary, sitting coldly at Shaolin,
Silently, fully putting forth the upright command.
Autumn is clear, the moon turns its frosty wheel;
The River is pale, the Dipper hangs its nightly handle.
Continuously robe and bowl are entrusted to sons and grandsons—
From this, people and devas have turned medicine into disease.