廣弘明集 30.8

30.8

The True Man broadcasts divine transformation; / The flowing and pooling surely have their causes.
The dragon submerged in the city of Tuṣita; / His floating radiance shone on the shores of Jambudvīpa.
Halting the carriage as the three spring months expired, / He flew the reins in the decade of vermilion brilliance.
The eight coordinates parted the heavy haze; / From the nine heavens fell fragrant dew.
Dark spirits presented the myriad dances; / Pañca played the tunes of Ling Lun.
Pure white congealed in the spiritual chamber; / The orchid spring washed the physical form.
Stepping forth, the three realms attained peace; / Raising his voice, the five paths were extinguished.
Not acting, he is therefore noble; / Forgetting wonder, he is therefore wondrously divine.