萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 3.8

3.8

The wave-steps first ascend, escorted by clouds and thunder;
(Regretting that heaven is not reached)
Leaping vigorously, behold the great function!
(Quickly make three prostrations)
With tail burned, it clearly passes Yu's Gate;
(Hurry and fix your eyes to look)
The splendid scales refuse to steep in a pickle jar.
(There is still a black moustached one)
The mature elder does not alarm the crowd;
(Completely settled, entirely secure)
Accustomed to facing a formidable enemy, from the start he has no fear.
(Receiving disgrace like glory, viewing death like life)
Drifting along, just like a weight of five ounces;
(Viewed from afar, indistinct)
Towering up, how could it be merely a thousand jun heavy?
(Seen from up close, clear and distinct)
His high renown across the four seas—who again can equal it?
(Picking the moon in the sky)
Standing steadfast, unmoved even by the eight winds.
(Just as if nothing happened)