宏智禪師廣錄 9.123

9.123

White hair sparse and gray; / bones lean, energy clear. / Snow soaks the craggy mountains; / autumn dwells in the deep pool of water. / Flowing amber, the ravine pines are old; / darting through coral, the moon on the waves is bright. / The shadow falls upon the great chiliocosm and departs; / what hindrance is there to towering aloft at every touch?