憨山老人自贊
Elder Hanshan's Self-Praise
威威堂堂。澄澄湛湛。不設城府。全無厓岸。氣盖乾坤。目撑雲漢。流落今事門頭。不出威音那畔。無論為俗為僧。肩頭不離扁擔。若非佛祖奴郎。定是覺場小販。不入大冶紅爐。誰知佗是銕漢。只待彌勒下生。方了這重公案。
Majestic and imposing, clear and profound. He sets up no defenses, has no boundaries at all. His spirit covers heaven and earth; his eyes hold up the Milky Way. Though he has drifted into the realm of present affairs, he never leaves the far shore of Weiyin. Whether layperson or monk, a carrying pole never leaves his shoulder. If he is not a servant of the Buddhas and Patriarchs, then surely he is a peddler in the place of enlightenment. Had he not entered the great blazing furnace, who would know he is a man of iron? Only when Maitreya is born will this case finally be settled.