密菴和尚語錄 1.284

1.284

一棒一條痕，一摑一掌血，不是向上機關，亦非單傳妙訣。佛祖見之攢眉，魔外聞之膽折，建立此綱宗，當陽貴直截。璘侍吾十年，氣宇逈超絕，信手斫方圓，初不泥唇舌。青天霹靂轟，風雲會時節，行看定水起波濤，始信來源出處高。

With one blow of the stick, a welt;
with one slap of the hand, blood.
This is not the pivot of the direct path beyond,
nor is it the wondrous secret of the singular transmission.
Buddhas and patriarchs see it and knit their brows;
demons and non-Buddhists hear it and lose their courage.
In establishing this lineage principle,
facing the sun, value what is straightforward.
Lin has attended me for ten years;
his temperament is far beyond the ordinary.
At ease his hand carves squares and circles,
from the first not clinging to lips and tongue.
Thunder crashes in the blue sky;
this is the season when wind and clouds gather.
Soon you will see Dingshui surge with waves,
only then believing that its source and origin are lofty.