宏智禪師廣錄 7.95

7.95

Affairs in the breast are simple; / the air on the face is harmonious. / White hair follows my aging; / blue eyes have met many people. / For one body, fortunate yet bashful; / what can be done about the thousands of bowls following behind? / Sitting without speaking at the head of the curved-wood chair, / the jade toad pushes the moon across the River of Stars.