宏智禪師廣錄 8.33

8.33

Thoughts of wandering are not yet settled; / Again I part from the mountain dweller. / Wild geese's shadows are characters in the water; / The cloud's heart is a guest upon the river. / Dwelling together thus on the same branch, / A thousand leagues apart we still become neighbors. / Deep azure: an imperial seal of a single sprig; / Decayed red: five-tenths of a peck of old grain. / On the return route, ascend the bird's path; / Flowers and trees in the old garden's spring.