與非篆禪人
With the Chan Practitioner Feizhuan
苦侍吾師十六秋，巾缾冤對恨難酬。排兵布將行旌令，願子功歸第一籌。
For sixteen autumns I served my master in bitterness, Carrying his towel and bottle, nursing a grievance hard to repay. Now I deploy troops and marshal generals, executing his commands, May your merit be counted as the highest achievement.