廣弘明集 23.11

23.11

晉義熙七年五月某日。道士支曇諦卒。春秋六十有五。嗚呼哀哉。法師肇胤西域。本生康居。因族以國氏。既伏膺師訓。乃從法姓支。徙于吳興郡烏程縣都鄉千秋里。資金商之貞氣。藉陽育之韶律。胄遐方而誕秀。協川嶽而稟神。識情湛粹風宇明肅。道致表於天期。德範彰於素器。貞悟獨拔。群異不足以動其心。至誠深固。眾論莫能干其執。是以超塵絕詣。慧旨發於弱齡。研微耽玄。明道昭於歲暮。故能振靈風於神境。演妙化於季葉。嗣清前哲。穆道俗而歸懷焉。遊涉眾方敷揚大業。妙尋幽賾清言析微。加以善屬文辭。識賞參流。固已諧契風勝領冠一時矣。公之中年爰乃慨以城傍難置幽居為節。且山水之性素好自然。靜外之默體自天心。於是謝緣人封遁迹巖壑。乃考室于吳興郡故障之崑山。味道崇化二十餘載。其栖業所弘。可以洗心滌𠫤。筌象之美。足以窮興永年。於是晞宗歸仁者自群方而集。欽風懷趣者不遠而叩津焉。于時時望英豪多延請齋講。公虛心應物。不嘗以動止介懷。推誠述義。未始以道俗殊致。其中抱壹之德。又遐邇所推。方將灑拂玄路絙維頹風。超外妙梯擬轍玄蹤。惜乎不永遘疾而終。識者深云亡之痛。悠情感惟良之悲。蓋無爵而貴。生榮死哀者此之謂矣。雖至理冥一存亡定於形初。玄識妙照骸器同於朽壤。然而闕情期於欣戚之境。未泯乎離會之心者。亦何能不以失得為悲喜。臨長岐而悽懷哉。苟冥廢之難體。寄筌翰以懷風。援弱毫而舒情。播清暉乎無窮。乃作誄曰。

On a certain day of the fifth month in the seventh year of the Yixi reign of the Jin dynasty, the man of the Dao Zhi Tandi passed away at the age of sixty-five. Alas! How tragic! The Dharma Master traced his origin to the Western Regions, originally born in Kangju. Deriving his clan name from his country, after respectfully receiving the instructions of his teacher, he took the Dharma surname Zhi. He moved to Qianqiu Hamlet, Duxiang, Wucheng County, Wuxing Commandery. Endowed with the unyielding qi of the autumn element and relying on the harmonious measure of yang nurturance, he was born an outstanding figure of a distant land, harmonizing with rivers and peaks to receive spiritual essence. His discernment was deep and pure, his demeanor luminous and solemn. The Dao was manifested in his heavenly-allotted lifespan, and his virtuous model shone in his plain vessel. His chaste awakening stood alone; varied heterodoxies could not stir his mind. His utmost sincerity was deep and steadfast; multiple disputations could not shake his resolve. Thus transcending the dust and reaching supreme attainments, the intentions of wisdom emerged in his youthful years. Investigating the subtle and delighting in the profound, his illumination of the Dao shone in his late years. Therefore he could stir the spiritual breeze in this divine realm and disseminate the wondrous transformation in these latter days. Continuing the purity of past sages, he brought harmony to both clergy and laity, who turned their hearts to him. Traveling through various regions, he spread the great undertaking; marvelously probing hidden subtleties, his pure conversation analyzed the profound. In addition, he was skilled in literary composition, and his discerning appreciation was widely recognized, so he harmonized with superior manners and stood out as the foremost of his time. In his middle years, he lamented that it was difficult to maintain seclusion near the city as his principle; moreover, his love of mountains and waters was naturally inclined toward the spontaneous, and his stillness outside worldly affairs was realized from his heavenly mind. Thereupon he renounced worldly ties and withdrew his traces to the crags and ravines, establishing a dwelling at Kun Mountain in Guzhang of Wuxing Commandery. Savoring the Dao and exalting transformation for more than twenty years, what he propagated through his secluded practice was capable of cleansing the mind and purging selfishness; the beauty of his words and forms was sufficient to exhaust inspiration and prolong life. Thereupon those longing for the school and returning to benevolence gathered from all directions; those admiring his breeze and harboring his aims came from afar to knock at his ford. At that time, eminent heroes of the day often invited him to vegetarian feasts and lectures. The master responded to things with an open mind, never troubling his thoughts with activity or rest; he expounded doctrines with complete sincerity, never treating clergy and laity differently. His virtue of embracing the One was also extolled near and far. Just as he was about to sweep the profound path, bind the collapsing customs, scale the wondrous ladder beyond, and emulate profound traces, alas, his life was not long, and falling ill, he passed away. Those of understanding feel deep pain at his passing; all people harbor grief at the loss of the good. Being noble without rank, honored in life and mourned in death—this indeed applies to him! Although the ultimate principle is mysteriously one, and existence and non-existence are fixed before bodily form begins; although profound discernment marvelously illumines that the bodily vessel is equal to rotting soil; nevertheless, for one whose feelings fall short within the realm of joy and sorrow, and whose mind of separation and meeting has not yet been extinguished, how could one not take loss and gain as grief and joy, or stand at the long parting with a sorrowful heart? If the dark stillness is difficult to embody, we entrust the brush to cherish his breeze, lifting the supple tip to unfold our feelings and spreading his clear radiance without end. Thereupon I compose this eulogy: