大慧普覺禪師語錄 12.74

12.74

烹佛烹祖大鑪韛，鍛凡鍛聖惡鉗鎚，起曹洞於已墜之際，針膏肓於必死之時。善說法要，
罔涉離微，不起于座，而變荊棘林為梵釋龍天之宮，而無作無為。神澄定靈，雪頂龐眉，良工幻出兮不許僧繇知，虛堂張挂兮梁寶公猶迷。箇是天童老古錐，妙喜知音更有誰。

A great furnace and bellows forging buddhas and patriarchs, / Fierce tongs and hammers tempering mortals and sages; / He raised Caodong when it had already fallen, / And applied acupuncture to the fatal depth when death was certain. / Expert at preaching the essentials of the Dharma, / Never straying into subtle extremes, / Without rising from his seat, / He transformed bramble patches into the palaces of Brahma, Śakra, and the devas and nāgas, yet remained non-active and non-doing. / His spirit serene, settled, and numinous, / With snowy brow and bushy eyebrows; / The master artisan conjured it forth, yet would not let Sengyou know; / Hung in the empty hall, Master Liang Bao is still confounded. / This is the old veteran of Tiantong; / Who else could be Miaoxi's kindred spirit?