法苑珠林 10.129

10.129

又普曜經云。於是菩薩適出城門。迦維羅衛一切群眾知太子去。共談而喜。俱夷明日從寐起已。遙聞眾言。覺知已去。聽大聲響。不見菩薩及馬車匿。王心悶絕自投於地。舉聲稱怨。永絕我望何所依怙。俱夷從床宛轉在地。自搣頭髮斷身寶瓔。何以痛哉。是我道師依怙如天。而棄我去用復活為。恩愛未久便復別離。淚下如雨不能自勝。不見菩薩無不懷慼。國中樹木尋時虧落無諸華實。諸清淨地悉生塵垢。其王聞之。與群臣眷屬。圍繞行至園觀。亦懷悲苦。瞿夷心望菩薩當還。車匿言。菩薩啟王及舍夷。得佛道已乃還相見。王覩寶衣車匿白馬而獨來還不見太子。自投墮地。嗚呼阿子。明曉經典。眾奇異術無不博達。今為所至棄國萬民。車匿說之。我子菩薩為何所游。誰為開門。其諸天人供養云何。車匿白曰。唯王聽之。我在常處宴然臥寐。城門已閉。於時菩薩告我被馬。城中萬民皆眠不聞。天帝開門。四天王告勅四神。捧其馬足。諸百千天帝釋梵以侍送之。嚴治道路。演大光明。散華燒香。諸天伎樂同時俱作。踊在虛空。諸天圍繞以侍送之。去是極遠脫衣寶瓔及白馬遣我還啟王謝妃。必至成佛乃還相見。勿令愁憂。於是瞿夷聞車匿言。益用悲哀。抱白馬頭以哀歎曰。太子乘汝何以獨來。顏貌殊妙如月盛滿。相好莊嚴便復別去。遠近嗟歎莫不悲憐。云何獨去誰復將行。車匿無狀挑我兩目。於時車匿見王瞿夷所說辛苦。益悲流淚述前苦諫。太子所為皆應道法。今勿復悲。

Furthermore, the Puyao jing states: Thereupon, when the Bodhisattva had just gone out of the city gate, all the masses of Kapilavastu knew the prince had departed and talked about it with joy. When Gopī awoke from sleep the next day and heard the people's words from afar, she became aware that he had already left; listening to the great clamor, she did not see the Bodhisattva, nor the horse, nor Chandaka. The king's mind was overcome with despair, and he threw himself to the ground, crying out loudly in complaint: “My hopes are severed forever! What can I rely on?” Gopī tossed and turned from her bed onto the ground, tearing her hair and snapping the precious necklaces on her body: “How painful this is! He was my guide on the Path, my refuge like heaven; yet he has abandoned me and gone away—what use is it to go on living? Our love was not yet long, and then came parting once more.” Her tears fell like rain, beyond her control; of all who did not see the Bodhisattva, none failed to harbor sorrow. The trees in the land immediately withered and shed their leaves, devoid of flowers and fruits. All the pure lands brought forth dust and filth. When the king heard of it, he walked with his ministers and family to the pleasure garden, also harboring grief and bitterness. Gopī hoped in her heart that the Bodhisattva would return. Chandaka said, “The Bodhisattva instructed me to inform the king and the Śākya princess: only after attaining the Buddha-path will he return to meet you.” When the king saw the precious garments, Chandaka, and the white horse returning alone without the prince, he threw himself down to the ground: “Alas, my son! You were bright and versed in the scriptures, and universally accomplished in all extraordinary arts; where have you gone now, abandoning the myriad people of the country? Chandaka, speak of it! Where has my son, the Bodhisattva, wandered? Who opened the gates for him? How did the gods and humans make offerings?” Chandaka addressed him: “May the king listen! I was asleep peacefully in my usual place, and the city gates were already closed. At that time the Bodhisattva told me to saddle the horse. The myriad people of the city were all asleep and heard nothing. Śakra opened the gate. The Four Heavenly Kings commanded four spirits to hold up the horse’s hooves. Hundreds of thousands of devas, Śakra, and Brahmā accompanied and escorted him. They cleared and adorned the path, emitted great light, scattered flowers, and burned incense. The celestial music played together at the same time, leaping into the void, while the gods surrounded him to escort him. When we were extremely far from here, he took off his garments, precious necklaces, and the white horse, sending me back to report to the king and apologize to the consort: ‘Only when I have surely attained Buddhahood will I return to meet you; do not sorrow.’” Then, hearing Chandaka’s words, Gopī was even more grieved. Embracing the white horse’s head, she lamented with sorrow, “The prince rode you—why have you come back alone? His countenance was exceedingly wondrous, like the full moon; adorned with the major marks and minor characteristics, he has departed once more. Those far and near sigh in admiration, and none do not pity him. Why did he go alone? Who will lead him now? Chandaka, for no reason you have gouged out my two eyes!” At that time, Chandaka, seeing the bitter pain of what the king and Gopī had spoken, grew still more sorrowful, and shedding tears, related his previous bitter remonstrations: “Everything the prince has done accords with the Dharma of the Path. Now do not grieve any longer.”