宏智禪師廣錄 7.174

7.174

Illusory cessation is not non-existence; / perfect awakening is not existence.
Who is it that is empty and ever spiritual? / Dying without perishing is called longevity.
Severe winds scour and wash, the sky's visage is clear; / cold trees shake and drop their foliage, the mountain's bones are handsome.
Returning to the field of empty brightness: / at midnight across the vast sky, the moon is bright as day.