宏智禪師廣錄 7.68

7.68

Cloud-clad trees are dark and verdant; / Springs and rocks are crisp and resonant. / Leaning on a staff, sitting among them, / This mind of itself is empty and vast. / The autumn moon washes the dark ocean; / The spring breeze lingers in the forest thickets. / Swimming fish descend beneath duckweed—the Jade Brook is cold; / Wild geese disappear into mist—the vault of heaven is wide.