法苑珠林 36.10

36.10

寶剎承高露　綺綵映空天
宛轉雲間颺　倒覆似紅蓮
霞幡開錦色　香氣合鑪煙
飄颻無定所　祇為本輕旋
池照萬影現　泉弄百華鮮
夙夜風吹動　重疊輪王緣
舉仰無厭足　結侶感留連
何知色中綵　招福壽長延

The jewelled spire catches the high dew;
The fine patterned silks mirror the empty sky.
Winding and turning, fluttering among the clouds,
Inverted, they resemble red lotuses.
Rosy-cloud banners unfurl brocade hues;
Their fragrance blends with the censer's smoke.
Drifting without a fixed resting place,
Only because their nature is light and spinning.
The pond shines, reflecting myriad images;
The springs play, sparkling with a hundred fresh blooms.
Day and night, the wind blows and stirs them;
Multiplying causes for the rank of a cakravartin.
Looking up without ever tiring,
Joining companions, moved to linger on.
Who knew that patterns among the colors
Could invite blessings and long extend life?