睡像
Sleeping Posture
我嘗聞菩薩，善住真三昧。曷為不自持，鎮日齁齁睡。呀，著甚來由，熟處忘秋。貧窮兮受樂，富貴兮耽憂。一任俺橫眠倒臥白雲頭。入岫的且去，倦飛的不留。又誰放，又誰收，管甚清幽。
I have heard of bodhisattvas who dwell firmly in true samādhi. Why can't they keep themselves together, snoring away all day long? Ah—what's the point of it all? In familiar places we forget the autumn. The poor may enjoy their happiness, the rich and noble are sunk in worry. Let me just lie this way and that, my head pillowed on white clouds. Those who enter the mountain valleys may go; those weary of flying need not stay. Who lets them go, who gathers them back? Who cares about pure seclusion?