宏智禪師廣錄 8.369

8.369

飄飄捉杖出煙蘿。行丐身心遽許多。針鼻細中投玉線。
機頭密處度金梭。應緣片片雲成雨。
分照團團月在波。底意周旋便回首。舊巢寒臥雪林柯。

Fluttering about, holding a staff, he departs the misty vines;
begging alms, why is body and mind so hurried?
Into the tiny eye of the needle, he casts the jade thread;
at the loom's dense spot, he passes the golden shuttle.
Responding to conditions, piece by piece, clouds become rain;
reflecting separately, round and full, the moon rests on the waves.
With this intent all fulfilled, immediately turn your head;
in the old nest, lie down in cold upon the snow-covered forest boughs.