སྟང་ཆན་མ་རབ་ཏ་འཇམས་པ་ཞས་བྱ་བའ་མད 9

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Cut out his brains
With a circular saw,
And pulverize his heart
With a sledgehammer.
Warm pus and blood
Will flow from his mouth.

“Through the punishment of the noose incantation,
They will perpetually wander in saṃsāra.
They will keep on cycling just there,
In the cyclic existence of the yakṣa world.”

Each of the glorious great kings
Then went to one of the four directions.
Clad in the armor of Dharma,
They sat on fine thrones.

Dhṛtarāṣṭra was in the east,
Virūḍhaka in the south,
Virūpākṣa in the west,
And Kubera in the north.

When the great kings,
Radiant with glory and splendor, had thus departed,
The omniscient teacher
Floated up, suspended in space.

There, on a vajra seat,
In a mansion emanated by Brahmā, he took his seat.
Then, Brahmā, Great Brahmā,
Standing with palms joined, paid homage:

“Glorious One, you are like a golden mountain,
Or a golden sacrificial post.¹²
You are like a lotus flower in full bloom,
Or the king of sal trees in blossom.

“Like the sun, or the full moon,
Surrounded by stars,
The Sage, with his golden complexion,
Is replete with sublime characteristics.”

When Brahmā, Forefather of the World,
Had thus praised the Light of the World,
In front of the Lord of the World,
He addressed the guardians of the world:

“The entourages of the guardians of the world
Have not received the instruction,
Because from it emerge buddhas
And pratyekabuddhas.

“Śrāvakas are born from it,
And gods, too, are born from it.
Brāhmans, who have mastered the six branches of Vedic learning,
Are also born from it.

“So are distinguished sages
And mendicant brāhmins.
Humanity is being tormented
From your lack of concern.”

When they heard Brahmā’s speech,
The guardians of the world said:
“It is so, Great Brahmā!
It is so, Great Sage!