代宗朝贈司空大辨正廣智三藏和上表制集 4.66

4.66

On the fifth day, renyin, of the seventh month, wuxu, beginning on the new moon, in the year jiayin, the ninth year of Dali, the monastic disciple Huisheng respectfully offers a libation of milk and medicine, venturing to announce it to the spirit of the late Upādhyāya: / I humbly consider that filial devotion to parents is matched by that between master and disciple. How much more so when serving him intimately, deeply moved by prior karma! I attended his table and staff for more than twenty years, ashamed of my foolishness and dullness, yet bathed in his extraordinary favour. His kindness bore me like the earth; his virtue sheltered me like heaven. His wisdom illuminated me like the sun; his Dharma moistened me like a spring. / Why in a single morning did heaven tear apart? Why midway on the road did the earth overturn? Why in a single day did the sun set? Why midway on the road did the spring run dry? Wherever my eyes turn, tears brim; clutching and wailing, my breath chokes. Though arising and ceasing are the norm, yet bitterness and sorrow intertwine. The Brahmā voice has ceased at once; the revered face is gone forever. Disciples look at one another: upon what shall the Dharma assembly rely? Alas, how sorrowful! May he humbly deign to accept this offering.