宏智禪師廣錄 2.59

2.59

Pines are straight, brambles are crooked; / cranes are tall, ducks are short. / The people of Sovereign Yi's era / both forgot governance and chaos. / In its tranquility, the hidden fish stays in the deep; / in its ease, the soaring bird breaks free of tether. / The ancestral master of nothingness came from the west; / inside here, gain and loss are half and half. / Fleabane follows the wind and turns in the sky; / a boat cuts through the current and reaches the shore. / Sharp patch-robed monks within this, / take a look at the methods of Qingliang!