法苑珠林 48.47

48.47

愚著生死　莫知正法　愚蒙無智
如居暗室　觸事昏馳　寒暑不辯
雖久修習　猶不知法　雖復施行
為身招患　快心作惡　自致重殃
愚所望處　不謂適苦　臨墮厄地
乃知不善　愚憃作惡　不能自解
殃追自焚　罪成熾然　愚人樂寢
憂慼長興　昏昏暗室　如蠶處繭
愚人樂惡　至死不休　雖與善言
反謂怨讐　罪猶未熟　愚將為觀
至其熟時　自受大殃　愚好財色
晝夜無厭　如焦谷山　注水不盈
愚多造過　觸處被瞋　雖加杖捶
猶不自止

The foolish cling to birth and death / And do not know the true Dharma. / Foolish, unenlightened, and lacking wisdom, / They are like dwelling in a dark room: / Whatever they contact, they run about in confusion, / Unable to distinguish cold from heat. / Though cultivating and training for long, / They still do not know the Dharma; / Even if they engage in practice, / They only incur calamity for themselves. / Pleasing their minds, they commit evil, / Bringing upon themselves heavy misfortune. / What the foolish hope for, / They do not think will lead to suffering; / Only on the verge of falling into perilous places / Do they realize it was not good. / The foolish and stupid commit evil, / Unable to understand it themselves; / Calamity pursues them, consuming them in flames, / Their guilt flaring ablaze. / Foolish people delight in slumber, / Sorrows and grief constantly arising, / In a dim, dark room, / Like a silkworm inside a cocoon. / The foolish delight in evil, / Not ceasing even unto death; / Though given good words, / They turn around and consider one an enemy. / While the crime is not yet ripe, / The fool takes it as a spectacle; / When the time of its ripening arrives, / They personally suffer great calamity. / The foolish are fond of wealth and lust, / Unsated day and night, / Like a parched mountain gorge / Where pouring water never fills it. / The foolish make many errors, / Met with wrath wherever they go; / Even if beaten with rods and canes, / They still will not stop themselves.