宏智禪師廣錄 8.153

8.153

Warm breezes urge the guest down the cloudy ridges;
Everywhere without mind is roaming the Way.
Having taken a seat, one should properly understand the transformation of the leopard;
Passing out the gate, one must know how to ride the ox backward.
Piercing the mist, the staff enters the green creeper path;
Carrying the moon, the boat returns to the islet of white birds.
Within and without, wandering at ease, traces of effort are cut off;
Indistinguishably, heaven and water become one single autumn.