廣弘明集 27.140

27.140

The dark ford is exceedingly far from dawn, / Yet lofty hearings can reach to the low. / Though the shaded walls are closely sealed on both sides, / In the dark night there are the 'four knowings'. / Blazing mountains overturn fierce fires; / Icy ravines are encompassed by cold floes. / The encircling walls shake the cloud-canopies; / Pointed sword-trees are dense with frosty branches. / Eating bitter sow-thistle is not called suffering; / Roosting on a precarious tree, how can it be called danger? / Seeking humaneness was once achieved— / What purpose is there in prolonged sighing?