宏智禪師廣錄 7.77

7.77

Red flesh pierced with many holes, / foul bones wrapped in idle skin. / Already this is inconvenient— / why paint a picture of him besides? / A single fly-whisk serves as a companion; / before the buddhas of the three periods, who would dare claim to be master? / In rage, the whale drinks dry the ocean waters; / under the bright moon, coral branches glow intensely.