國清百錄 4.14

4.14

The Dragon Chart delineated the trigrams, but only sprouted the Five Canons;
The golden wheel salvages the drowning, but merely promotes the ten good deeds.
How could they compare to our Emperor, whose achievements are immense and far-reaching?
Returning to the source of original purity, the way back is now made manifest.
Using the ancient sages as a mirror, how shallow were their fish traps and rabbit snares!
When Heaven created the primeval chaos, the sun and moon then arose;
In high mountains and vast seas, shadows cast or waters clarify.
When tigers roar, winds arise; when dragons leap, clouds soar.
The consummate man perceives the subtle springs of action, cultivating uprightness and dutifully complying;
Humble yet venerable, originally abundant, he was chosen and hailed as an exemplar.
Who indeed was truly fitting? One looked up to by all, fully capable of prevailing.
Perfumed with dhyāna, contemplating stillness, he was tranquil and settled as winter;
Subtle meanings surged like springs, like ice melting in spring waters.
We possessed a Master Shi, who followed the plumb-line with rectitude;
We possessed a raft of the vinaya, upon whose oars and rudders we could rely.
Reverently approaching with single-minded devotion, joyfully receiving with vigilance and awe.
Able to support the ten thousand practices, uniting them into the One Vehicle;
The six kinds of quaking shook [the earth], and the ten directions praised and extolled.
Like voices responding in harmony, faithfully fulfilled with proof;
Utmost sincerity moved the spirits, and the Way matched as tally and seal.
How profound was the Master of Wisdom! His ripples and waves knew no bounds.
After watering and nurturing the Imperial Preceptor, he returned to rest at Tiantai.
At the bend of the mountain, by the shores of the river,
The vast ocean is immense and boundless; the peaks and cliffs are lofty and distant.
The sun bathes in the Fusang tree; the moon pierces the clustered osmanthus;
Above, he matched the glory of the Ladle star; alongside, he reached King Yu's designs.
White torrents are whipped by the wind; Mount Chicheng trails rosiness like mist.
The benevolent and wise retired in abundance; the mountains and forests shielded and concealed.
No words remain unanswered, truly matching the echo;
No virtue remains unrequited, equal to the mirror-image.
At first divining a dwelling at the mango grove, full of sincere reliance and yearning;
Illustrious and luminous Master Guang, faithfully committed to distant journeying.
Neither bright nor dark, his mirror-form remained as before;
The monastery was named Guoqing, its sacred doors opening imperceptibly.
Who would have thought our Master would so quickly follow the causes to the Land of Peace?
The Dragon Tower had an early record; the Crane Pass brooked no error.
The imperial dwelling was of old, sorrowfully erecting the Jetavana;
A fine ending matched the beginning, the master revered and the Way honored.
Measuring the sun's shadow to mark the quadrants, watching the stars to correct the dusk;
Setting pegs to elevate the foundations, paring layers of earth to form the walls.
Cliffs parted like lotus petals; springs gushed like the Peach Spring.
Fairy-like windows cool in summer, dhyāna chambers warm in winter.
Tamed panthers on the jade steps; simurghs roosting on the golden spire.
Gentle breezes harbingered precious bells; skyward twirled pearl banners.
The hundred grains ripen in season; for ten thousand miles forests thrive.
Lingzhi mushrooms and the joy of dhyāna; heavenly vases of sweet dew.
When the jade foot pressed the earth, the pure realm startled the soul;
Gold spread to purchase the park; the heavenly palace serenely stands.
The merit of this creation—how could its source ever be exhausted?
Its architecture is magnificent and transparent, fully adorned and arrayed.
Persian casting and smelting; King Udayana's fine carving.
The golden countenance is full as the moon; the jade curl [of white hair] pure as frost.
Translated through elephant-drawn carts; unfurled and perused in the Dragon Palace.
Dharma heirs assembled in abundance, upright in mind, their hindrances annihilated.
The Three Steps are now leveled, the King's Way is now cleared;
Diverse paths lead to the same goal; without anxious thought, what need to strive?
The imperial mind is wise and profound, deeply penetrating and oblivious to worldly passion.
Being is rooted in emptiness and purity; emptiness and constancy exist side by side.
The precepts on the platform are received with repeated vows; samādhi and wisdom are true and pure.
Heaven's survey provides a luminous mirror; distant offerings rely on sincerity.
The great assembly scatters fragrance, paying homage before the shrine columns;
Within the seat of his whole body, securely barred, wrapped in nets.
Like Mahākāśyapa on Mount Kukkuṭapāda, resounding through the Auspicious Kalpa;
The number of monks fed overflowed, an auspicious sign of our grand peace.
Fields of the body are moistened by rain; trees of the mind bloom in glory.
Planted together in the present, to be perfected together in the future.
Like a suspended mirror, reflecting back upon this life;
Like a sundial and jade tablet, never waxing or waning.
With spiritual powers unimpeded, disporting in the City of Fragrance,
Bodhi fully perfected, resplendent and radiant.