廣弘明集 16.69

16.69

此寺征西蔡公所立。昔廁蕃麾預班經創之始。今重遊踐。覽舊興懷。故為此銘。以傳芳迹。在郢州永徽三年歲次某時某月某朔某日爾。巖靈旅逸。地遠栖禪。蘭房葺蕙。嶠甍架煙。南瞻巫野。北望淮天。遙哉林澤。曠矣江田。空心觀寂。慧相淳筌。眷惟斯踐。愴屬遐年。游仁廁遠。宅賞憑旃。頒創神苑。陪構靈椽。瞻禁拓圃望鷲疏山。製石調響。栖理凝玄。曠移羽斾。眇別松泉。委組東國。化景西蓮。巒𨻽夷改。蓬蘀徂遷。重依漢遠。復逐旌懸。往辭妙幄。今承梵筵。八翻海鶴。九噪巖蟬。珮華長掩。懋迹空傳。式籕雲拱。敢告祥緣。

This temple was founded by Lord Cai, General Who Pacifies the West. In former days I was ranked beneath his banner, and took part in the initial planning and establishment. Now visiting again, I survey the past and stir with memories. Therefore, I compose this inscription to transmit the fragrant traces. It was in Yingzhou, in the third year of the Yonghui era, in a certain year, a certain month, a certain new moon, on a certain day. The cliff-dwelling spirits wander at ease; the remote ground lodges in dhyāna. The orchid chambers are thatched with fragrant herbs; the high ridges support the mist. Looking south one views the wilds of Wu; gazing north one faces the skies of the Huai. Far-reaching are the forest wetlands; vast are the river fields. With an empty mind one contemplates stillness; the marks of wisdom are pure fishing-traps. Looking upon this visited ground, sorrowfully I look back upon distant years. Pursuing benevolence, I was ranked from afar; dwelling in admiration, I relied upon it. Distributing plans for the spiritual park, assisting the construction of divine eaves. Looking upon the forbidden precincts and opening gardens, gazing at Vulture Peak and cutting channels through mountains. Dressing stones to adjust the reverberations, lodging in the principle and concentrating on the mysterious. The feather-banners have long since moved away; far off was the parting from pines and springs. Relinquishing the sash in the eastern states; the transforming sun set among western lotuses. Cliffs and hillocks have leveled and changed; fleabane and fallen leaves have drifted away. Once again I rely on the distant Han river; once more I follow the hanging banners. Formerly bidding farewell to the wondrous tent, today I attend the Brahma mat. Eight times the sea cranes have turned; nine times the cliff cicadas have buzzed. The pendant-flower is forever buried; the glorious traces are transmitted in vain. Following the seal-script embraced by clouds, I dare to proclaim this auspicious karmic condition.