宏智禪師廣錄 2.21

2.21

A foot of water, ten feet of waves;
Five hundred lives before, nothing could be done.
Not falling, not blind—deliberations all,
As before, crashing into a briar patch.
Ah-ha-ha! Do you understand?
If you are untrammelled and free,
It does no harm for me to babble along.
Spirit songs and altar dances naturally form a tune;
Clapping hands in their midst, singing 'li-luo'!