如淨和尚語錄 2.148

2.148

自家鼻孔自家穿。自家繩索自家牽。自家忽地都忘却。
一笛清風送楚天。

His own nostrils pierced by his own hands;
His own tether pulled by his own hands.
Himself suddenly forgetting it all,
A single flute of clear wind is sent into the sky of Chu.