外道問佛
Non-Buddhist Questions the Buddha
機輪纔撥轉，言外知歸意。雲散頂門開，虛空撲落地。馬窺鞭影去還收，千里追風得自由。
The wheel of the mind turns with a single touch, And in the wordless space, the meaning is found. Clouds part, the crown of the head opens wide— The vast, empty sky comes crashing to the ground.
The horse glimpses the shadow of the whip, Now gone, now returning, swift and free, Chasing the wind across a thousand miles, Finding liberation in its boundless flight.