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指路明燈
一九七七年秋作
在這個廣大的世界裡，
我們永遠找不到出路，
幸有上人的指路明燈，
將黑夜轉成白日，
將黑夜轉成白日。
他給了我們，他的生命和光，
他的靈魂和呼吸，
所以我們可以修道，
可以了生脫死，
可以了生脫死。
他為眾生發了願，
所以我們可以先他而行，
他誓不取正覺，
如果我們不到彼岸，
如果我們不到彼岸。
清淨如金剛山，
智慧如大海，
他的化身即法界，
自由又自在，
自由又自在。
在這個廣大的世界裡，
我們永遠找不到出路，
幸有上人的指路明燈，
將黑夜轉成白日，
將黑夜轉成白日。
修道人
一九七八年春作
他能飛行，他能飛行，
一如流雲行空，
他能飛行……
他放下一切，
如石墜地，
放下一切……
他能讓一切飄然逝去，
如風過草際，
飄然逝去……
因為怎地都好。
這修道人說：
怎地都好……
逝
一九九五年六月作
從地球上消失，
回歸太陽，
從萬殊中離去，
與一本合一……
在我們的時空裡，
他為我們示現人身，
在大圓滿之中，
他示現本來面目。
不去亦不來，
法爾如是，
他是佛本然的一線無盡光。
他好像走了，
其實他根本沒有來，
阿彌陀佛，阿彌陀佛，
常在的阿彌陀佛。
阿彌陀佛，阿彌陀佛，
常在的阿彌陀佛。
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弟子們深感悲傷，因為上人不再住世了。我們頓失依怙，如同佛法孤兒。在我們的悲痛稍為遏止之時，或可在這位敬愛的偉人，所留給我們每一個人的廣大遺產之中，找到慰藉：如行菩薩道的這個法寶、念佛號、受戒持戒、持咒、習教，還有他教我們的無量無量其他法門。
他將我們的生命，由下沉的漩渦中迴轉向上。將我們顛倒的心撥正，在面對死亡時，他使我們深得和諧與安全。一次又一次，他撫慰我們破碎的心，給我們希望和勇氣，激發我們向光明的前途前進，與法界一切眾生共享本具佛性之智慧，我們有幸能克紹上人遺業，努力前進。
一九九五年七月
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Our Teacher’s Guiding Light
Fall, 1977
We never in this wide wide world
Would have ever found the way,
But for our teacher’s guiding light
Turning nighttime into day,
Turning nighttime into day.
He has given us his life and light,
He has given soul and breath
So that we may cultivate the Way
And transcend birth and death,
And transcend birth and death.
He has made a vow for living beings
So we all can go before,
That he would not go to Buddhahood
Till we reach the other shore,
Till we reach the other shore.
Like a Vajra Mountain, pure and clear,
With wisdom like the sea,
His body is the Dharma Realm,
He is comfortable and free,
He is comfortable and free.
We never in this wide, wide world
Would have ever found the way,
But for our teacher’s guiding light
Turning nighttime into day,
Turning nighttime into day.
Man of the Way
Spring, 1978
He can fly, he can fly
Like the clouds in the sky,
He can fly…
He put everything down
Like a rock upon the ground,
Put it down…
He can let it all pass
Like the wind in the grass,
Let it pass…
Cuz everything’s OK,
Said the man of the Way,
Everything’s OK ….
Gone
June, 1995
Out of this world
And into the sun,
Away from the many,
And one with the one…
For us he was human
In our time and place;
In splendid perfection
Is revealed his real face.
Neither coming nor going
In the Dharma so right
A ray of the Buddha’s
Own infinite light
He who came not
Seems to us to have gone.
Amitabha, Amitabha,
Amitabha lives on.
Amitabha, Amitabha,
Amitabha lives on.
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We disciples are deeply grieved because he’s no longer here. We may be feeling bereft, like Dharma orphans. But when we finish our sadness we can take heart, because this magnificent man whom we all (dare I say) adored has left each of us with a vast inheritance. I am speaking of the treasures of the Bodhisattva Way, repeating the Sacred Names, taking and keeping Precepts, holding Mantras, learning the Sutras, and all the other principles and Dharma Doors he taught.
Knowing him turned our life-paths from downward spirals to upward ones; put our minds right-side-up; gave us profound peace and secure in the face of mortality. Time and again we saw him heal broken hearts and give hope and courage. He urged us on into a bright, infinite future, to share the wisdom of the Buddha-nature’s inherent bliss with other creatures of the Dharma Realm. It’s our good fortune to carry out his will. And this and more are ours, if we believe and continue on the Way.
July 1995 |
