廣弘明集 30.89

30.89

The morning radiance is brilliantly bright; / The soaring stūpa rises a myriad feet. / The auspicious phoenix differs from the sacred crow; / The golden basin takes the place of the immortal's palm. / Layered brackets support carved rafters; / High eaves hang with nets of pearls. / The jewelled ground is like sand in a pond; / Wind-bells resound in sustained echoes. / Carving and chiselling give rise to a thousand transformations; / Vermilion and azure portray the myriad forms. / Mist and rosy clouds appear and disappear at times; / Divine immortals suddenly come and go. / Morning fog rises at mid-tier; / Flying banners ascend to meet the clouds. / Roaming dragons dare not pause; / How could soaring ruks look up to it? / Praising the good relies upon the wise man; / Composing verse redounds to the Two Luminaries. / I wish to avail myself of the stern of this vessel: / Who could say the other shore is wide?