宏智禪師廣錄 7.15

7.15

Sitting alone in silence, / Leaning on my staff in profound stillness. / The rock embraces clouds without image; / The pine whistles in the wind with sound. / Responding, like a jade plate spinning of itself without being nudged; / Serene, like a jade well growing deeper the more it is drawn from. / Untouched by the dusts: ten-tenths pure air; / Nowhere to lodge across the three periods of time: a single stretch of leisure mind.