廣弘明集 29.9

29.9

觀人生之天性。抱妙氣而清靜。感外物以動欲。心攀緣而成眚。過恒發於外塵。累必由於前境。若空谷之應聲。似遊形之有影。懷貪心而不厭。縱內意而自騁。目隨色而變易。眼逐貌而轉移。觀五色之玄黃翫七寶之陸離。著華麗之窈窕。耽冶容之逶迤。在寢興而不捨。亦日夜而忘疲。如英楳之在摘。若駿馬之帶羈。類白日之麗天。乃歷年之不虧。觀耳識之愛聲。亦如飛鳥之歸林。既流連於絲竹。亦繁會於五音。經昏明而不絕。歷四時而相尋。或亂情而惑慮。亦[怊-口+臼]耳而堙心。至如香氣馞起觸鼻發識。晼晚追隨氤氳無極。蘭麝夾飛如鳥二翼。若渴飲毒如寒披棘。舌之了味眾塵無有。大苦鹹酸莫不甘口。噉食眾生虐及飛走。唯日不足長夜飲酒。悖亂明行罔慮幽咎。身之受觸以自安怡。美目清陽巧笑蛾眉。細腰纖手弱骨豐肌。附身芳潔觸體如脂。狂心迷惑倒想自欺。至如意識攀緣。亂念無邊靡懷善想。皆起惡筌。如是六塵同障善道。方紫奪朱如風靡草。抱惑而生與之偕老。隨逐無明莫非煩惱。輪迴火宅沈溺苦海。長夜執固終不能改。屯否相隨災異互起。內懷邪信外縱淫祀。排虛枉命[蹗-比+(人*人)]實橫死。妄生神祐以招福祉。前輪折軸後車覆軌。殃國禍家亡身絕祀。初不內訟責躬反己。皇天無親唯與善人。外清眼境內淨心塵。不染不取不愛不瞋。如玉有潤如竹有筠。如芙蓉之在池。若芳蘭之生春。淤泥不能污其體。重昏不能覆其真。霧露集而珠流。光風動而生芬。為善多而歲積。明行動而日新。常與德而相隨。恒與道而為隣。見淨業之愛果。以不殺而為因。離欲惡而自修。故無障於精神。患累已除障礙亦淨。如久澄水如新磨鏡。外照多象內見眾病。既除客塵反還自性。三途長乖八難永滅。上善既修行善無缺。清淨一道無有異轍。唯有哲人乃能披襟。如石投水莫逆於心。心清冷其若氷。志皎潔其如雪。在纏累其既除。懷憂畏其亦滅。與恩愛而長違。顧生死而永別。覽當今之逸少。想後來之英童。懷荊玉而未剖。藏神器而在躬。修聖行其不已。信善積而無窮。永劫揚其美名。萬代流於清風。豈伏強而稱勇。乃道勝而為雄。

Contemplating the innate nature of human life: / Holding subtle pneuma, it is limpid and still. / Stirred by external things, desires are aroused; / The mind clings to conditions, bringing about defects. / Faults constantly arise from external dusts; / Entanglements inevitably stem from the scenes before us. / Like an echo answering in an empty valley, / Or a shadow accompanying a moving form. / Harboring greed without satiation, / Giving rein to inner thoughts to run wild. / The eyes change in accordance with form; / The gaze shifts as it pursues appearances. / Viewing the dark and yellow among the five colors, / Admiring the dazzling variety of the seven treasures. / Clinging to the grace of beauty, / Indulging in the seductive allure of charms. / Unrelinquished in sleep and waking, / Forgetting weariness day and night. / Like ripe plums awaiting the picking, / Or a swift steed bridled by reins; / Like the white sun adhering to the sky, / Never waning through the years. / Consider the ear-consciousness loving sounds: / It is like flying birds returning to the forest. / Lingering upon strings and bamboo pipes, / Gathering richly amid the five notes; / Continuing unbroken through dawn and dark, / Succeeding one another across the four seasons. / It troubles the feelings and confuses the thoughts, / Deceiving the ears and blocking the mind. / As when fragrant odors rise in abundance, / Striking the nose and generating consciousness: / Tarrying and pursuing, / Swirling without end; / Orchid and musk flank like a bird's two wings, / Yet it is like drinking poison when thirsty, or donning thorns when cold. / As for the tongue discerning flavors, nonexistent among the objects: / Great bitterness, saltiness, and sourness—all are sweet to the mouth. / Devouring living beings, / Cruelty extends to birds and beasts. / Finding the day too short, they drink wine through the long night; / Confounding clear conduct, they heed not hidden retributions. / As for the body receiving tactile sensations to appease itself: / Beautiful eyes and bright glances, skillful smiles and moth-like eyebrows; / Slender waists and delicate hands, tender bones and pliant flesh; / Clinging to the body, fragrant and clean, touching the flesh, smooth as fat. / The wild mind is confused, / Inverted thoughts deceive itself. / As for the mental consciousness clinging to conditions: / Stray thoughts are boundless; / Harboring no wholesome thoughts, / All arise as snares of evil. / Thus the six dusts together obstruct the wholesome path, / Like purple usurping vermilion, or wind laying low the grass. / Born embracing delusion, one grows old alongside it; / Following behind ignorance, there is nothing that is not affliction. / Reincarnating in the burning house, sinking in the ocean of suffering; / Clinging stubbornly through the long night, ultimately unable to change. / Misfortunes follow one another; calamities and anomalies arise by turns. / Harboring heterodox beliefs within, indulging in licentious sacrifices without; / Squandering emptiness and taking lives wrongfully, meeting with sudden and violent death. / Falsely expecting divine blessing to summon fortune; / But when the axle of the front cart breaks, the rear carriage overturns in its tracks. / Bringing disaster to the state, bringing ruin to the clan, losing one's life and cutting off sacrifices— / Never at first reproaching oneself within, examining one's conduct and reflecting upon oneself. / August Heaven has no favorites; it only accords with the good. / Outwardly purifying the sensory realms of the eye, inwardly cleansing the dust of the mind: / Unstained and ungrasping, without desire and without anger. / Like jade possessing lustre, like bamboo having skin; / Like the lotus in the pond, / Like the fragrant orchid born in spring: / Silt cannot defile its body, / Deep darkness cannot conceal its truth. / When mists and dew gather, pearls flow; / When the bright wind stirs, fragrance arises. / Doing much good as the years accumulate, / Clear conduct in action renews day by day. / Constantly accompanying virtue, / Ever neighboring the Way. / Seeing the beloved fruit of pure karma, / Taking non-killing as the cause; / Free from desire and evil, cultivating oneself, / Hence there is no hindrance to the spiritual nature. / Troubles and burdens removed, obstacles and hindrances purified; / Like water long settled, like a mirror newly polished. / Outwardly reflecting myriad images, inwardly discerning all afflictions. / Once adventitious defilements are removed, one returns to one's own nature. / Severed forever from the three wretched paths, the eight difficulties eternally destroyed. / Supreme goodness having been cultivated, wholesome deeds without flaw. / The single pure path has no divergent track. / Only the wise person can bare his heart, / Like a stone cast into water, meeting no resistance in the mind. / The mind is clear and cool as ice; / The will is bright and pure as snow. / Entanglements having been removed, / Worries and fears likewise destroyed. / Parting forever from attachment and affection, / Looking upon birth and death in eternal farewell. / Viewing the unrestrained youths of the present, / Contemplating the brilliant children of the future: / Harboring the jade of Chu before it is cleaved, / Containing the divine vessel within oneself. / Cultivating holy deeds without cease, / Truly accumulating goodness without end. / Spreading glorious renown for eternal kalpas, / Bequeathing a pure breeze to ten thousand generations. / Is it by subduing the strong that one is called brave? / It is by the Way triumphing that one becomes a hero.