法苑珠林 21.42

21.42

Enclosed in delusion and dark ignorance for so long, / Wandering and concealed within a dream. / With the dusts of mind not yet cleansed, / Fearful of receiving the sweet dew elixir. / The compassionate countenance radiates brightness, / Illuminating me to behold the morning sun. / Suddenly meeting a good spiritual friend, / Guidance enhances the spiritual light. / Gradually awakening, the mind becomes tranquil and clear; / Only then does one tire of worldly vastness. / The black-robed monks are indeed solemn and austere; / The Dharma companions are also resplendent. / Those who see them rejoice in their hearts, / Turning with sincere devotion toward the bodhimaṇḍa. / If one retains faith in perverse falsities, / What endless tribulations will future suffering bring?