宏智禪師廣錄 7.8

7.8

Mountains hold the lushness of clouds; / Waters embrace the daytime moon. / Illuminating completely prior to the substance, / Serenely enduring behind the body. / At the loom, the path of the shuttle slightly divides; / At the needle's eye, the tip of the thread begins to pierce through. / Numinously containing the myriad forms, that side leaves nothing behind; / Sitting and cutting off the ten directions, our side has no leaks.