宏智禪師廣錄 7.148

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三界從想有。百年成夢游。忽爾賊風吹劫火。
翻然大海滅浮漚。高上座賦歸休。透脫六處。
撒開兩頭。雲山有路平如𬒀。月戶無人冷似秋。

The three realms exist from conceptual thought; / a hundred years become a dream-roaming.
Suddenly the wind of thieves blows the kalpa fire; / turning over, the great ocean extinguishes the floating foam.
Senior monk Gao has composed his return to rest, / penetrating and casting off the six places, / letting go of both ends.
The road in the cloudy mountains is flat as a whetstone; / the moonlit doorway has no person, cold as autumn.