汾陽無德禪師語錄 3.43

3.43

我有一條曲[彔*見]杖，節鬪螺紋山勢樣，橫擔天下撥虛空，邪魅見之皆膽喪。實堅貞，硬如鐵，擊石山河須爆裂，有時攪海伏獰龍，騫馱佉羅當時歇。辨頑愚，明宗的，不是文殊虛效力，相似之談不要舒，屎中展臥幾時出，山僧又見不忍卓。刺教伊，須奮迅，振令萬象豁然明，咀娑阿竭碎如粉。示人天，要知分，各各英豪添爽俊，昔時金色獨擎持，今日汾陽親掌印。印群心，明如日，未辨正邪莫啾唧，挑摘教君子細看，鬣𮌀眼睛阿誰識。識得者，是何枝，休言南北與東西，不是飲光親付囑，爭得成龍天上飛。大丈夫，須猛烈，勁定聖凡蹤跡絕，直言一拂去餘塵，拈得拄杖驀頭掣。頌曰：「一條拄杖刺嵑，勁直螺紋爆節，尋常肩上橫檐，大地乾坤挑斡，𭤒開懵鈍頑癡，打破怜利尖黠，如今卓在西河，諸方作麼拈掇。」

I have a crooked wooden staff, / its nodes clustered like snail spirals, shaped like mountain ranges; / carried horizontally across the shoulders of the world, brushing aside empty space, / wicked specters, seeing it, all lose their courage. / Truly solid and unyielding, hard as iron, / striking stone, mountains and rivers must burst apart; / sometimes stirring the ocean to subdue fierce dragons, / Gandhakhaḍga instantly ceases. / Distinguishing the stubborn and foolish, clarifying the essential aim of the lineage, / it is not Mañjuśrī idly putting forth effort; / do not trot out talk of mere semblance— / wallowing in dung, when will you ever get out? / This mountain monk sees it and cannot bear to plant [the staff]. / To spur them on, one must be vigorous and swift, / shaking the myriad images so they become suddenly distinct, / crushing Kusāgara into fine powder. / Showing humans and devas that they must know their place, / each hero adds to his brightness and gallantry; / in ancient times, the Golden-Hued One alone held it aloft, / today Fenyang personally holds the seal. / Sealing the minds of the multitude, bright as the sun, / before distinguishing the correct from the depraved, do not chirp in dispute; / prodding and picking, I bid you examine it closely: / who can recognize its whiskers, gills, and eyes? / He who recognizes it—what branch is it? / Speak no more of south, north, east, or west; / were it not personally entrusted by the Light-Drinker, / how could it become a dragon flying up into heaven? / A great man must be fierce and bold, / staunchly resolute, leaving no trace of sacred or profane; / with a direct word, a single flick sweeps away lingering dust, / picking up the staff and pulling it straight over their heads. / The verse says: / “A single staff, craggy and steep, / unbending and straight, its spiraled nodes bursting forth. / Ordinarily carried across the shoulder, / it lifts and turns the great earth, heaven and earth. / Piercing open the dull, obtuse, and stubbornly foolish, / shattering the clever, sharp, and cunning. / Now planted upright in Xihe— / how will those in other quarters take it up?”