94Dongshan Unwell洞山不安
Introduction 示眾
下不論上，卑不動尊。雖能攝已從他，未可以輕勞重。四大不調時，如何侍養？
The low don't lecture the high. The humble don't push the honored around. You can rein yourself in and follow another, but you can't set the light to carry the heavy. When the four elements fall out of tune and the body breaks down, how do you tend it then?
洞山不安，僧問：「和尚病，還有不病者麼？」山云：「有。」僧云：「不病者還看和尚否？」山云：「老僧看他有分。」僧云：「和尚看他時如何？」山云：「則不見有病。」
Dongshan was sick. A monk asked, "Master, you're ill. Is there one who isn't?"
Dongshan said, "There is."
The monk said, "Does the one who isn't sick still look after you?"
Dongshan said, "I'm the one who gets to look after him."
The monk said, "And when you look after him, how is it?"
Dongshan said, "Then I see no sickness at all."
Verse 頌
卸却臭皮袋，
拈轉赤肉團。
當頭鼻孔正，
直下髑髏乾。
老醫不見從來癖，
少子相看向近難。
野水瘦時秋潦退，
白雲斷處舊山寒。
須勦絕，
莫顢頇。
轉盡無功伊就位，
孤標不與汝同盤。
Drop the stinking leather sack,
turn loose the red lump of flesh.
Head-on, the nostrils sit straight;
straight down, the skull runs dry.
The old doctor never saw the lifelong ailment;
the young son, drawing near, finds it hard to meet him.
The wild stream thins, the autumn floods recede;
the white clouds break, and the old mountain is cold.
Cut it clean.
Don't fumble.
When all turning is spent and nothing's left to do, he takes his seat,
standing alone, he won't share your plate.