廣弘明集 28.18

28.18

Senglang bows his head. Your Majesty soars like a dragon and governs a hundred states; heaven and earth overflow with harmony, and the imperial favor is relied upon. With good understanding and lofty insight, you benevolently rescue the black-haired people; at the time of pacification, why worry about lack of unity? Your Majesty has faith in and turns toward the Triratna, and your gracious decrees are extraordinarily generous. This poor monk practices meditation and savors the quiet in the deep mountains; how could I oversee such positions? Moreover, I shall manage the civilian households and erect numinous sanctuaries. Through the merits of venerating statues, unseen retributions will find their destination. Senglang bows his head and prostrates himself.