宏智禪師廣錄 7.144

7.144

The stone calf below Qian Mountain: / discrimination utterly forgotten, its steps are level and easy.
Its head and horns turn low back toward the road from which it came; / the cave gate is secluded and deep, white clouds fly.
Practicing like this is still the matter of Director of Affairs Yuanjun's going forth.
And tell me, what about the single path of turning the body?
In the kalpa of emptiness there is no place to rest; / the uḍumbara blooms amidst the fire.