Canonical Classics ← 第十二回
第十二回
tángwángbǐngchéngxiūhuì
guānyīnxiǎnshènghuàjīnchán

The Tang King, Sincere in Faith, Convenes the Grand Assembly · Guanyin, Manifesting Her Holy Form, Transforms the Golden Cicada

多寶臺讚
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多寶臺讚 The Bodhisattva at the Jeweled Platform

zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuēzhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē

wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotáiwànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái
chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshàngláichāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái
shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāishīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi
duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfànghuáiduìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfàng怀huái

yòushīyuēyòushīyuē

yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóngyīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng
jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōngjìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng
yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluó滿mǎntàikōngyúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluómǎntàikōng
jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóngjiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng

逐句解 Line by line

zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē

This Bodhisattva came right up to the side of the Jeweled Platform, and there indeed was the aspect of the wise Golden Cicada. The poem says:

The 多寶臺, Jewelled Platform, is the raised seat of the presiding monk. in 金蟬之相, the aspect of the Golden Cicada, is xiàng, appearance — and the point of the line is that she can see it and nobody else in the hall can.

wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái

All phenomena clear and bright, without a mote of dust; at the great rite, Xuanzang sits upon the high platform.

is zàng in the pilgrim's name. 澄明絕點埃, clear and without a mote of dust, opens the quatrain on the very dustlessness the platform ritual exists to produce.

chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái

Orphaned souls seeking rebirth arrive unseen in the dark; lofty spirits come to hear the Law, up from the marketplace.

reads zhōng in 暗中. The couplet pairs an arrival nobody can see with one everybody can: orphaned souls coming in the dark, the crowd coming up from the market.

shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi

Giving things as the occasion requires, the mind's road runs far; bringing forth life at will, the storehouse-gate stands open.

in 應機, to meet the occasion as it comes, is yìng; in 藏門, the storehouse-gate, is zàng.

duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfànghuái duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfàng怀huái

Facing all, he expounds the measureless Law; old and young, every one, opens a joyful heart.

is kàn, and is liàng in 無量, the boundless. 對看 is to face one another, so the measureless Dharma is expounded across a gaze — and what comes back is ordinary human gladness, from old and young alike.

yòushīyuē yòushīyuē

And another poem says:

A second 詩曰, and a second quatrain — this one seen from where the Bodhisattva is standing.

yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng

Roaming the dharma-realm, within the lecture-hall, she met one who knew her, no common fellow.

in 相知, one who knows her, is xiāng. The line is about the recognition running between Guanyin and the Golden Cicada.

jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng

Fully she told of a myriad present things, and spoke too of the merit of dusty kalpas.

in 盡說, fully told, is jìn; 塵劫, dusty kalpas, are the countless ages of past existence — dust being a measure of time here as much as of dirt.

yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluó滿mǎntàikōng yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluómǎntàikōng

The dharma-cloud, trailing loose, unfurls over the ranged peaks; the teaching-net, spread wide, fills the vast void.

法雲, the dharma-cloud, and 教網, the teaching-net, are both figures for how far the teaching reaches. One covers; the other catches.

jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng

Reckoning up human life, it turns to thoughts of good; profuse, the heavens rain down red falling flowers.

Flowers raining from the sky, 天雨落花, is the traditional sign that heaven approves of a holy exposition.


總評 Commentary

Two poems frame the moment before the confrontation. The first celebrates the assembly at its height — the dust-free clarity of the rite, the unseen arrival of the orphaned dead, the marketplace crowd drawn up to hear the Law, and heaven's flowers raining down in approval.

The second shifts to the Bodhisattva's own vantage: roaming the dharma-realm, she met one who knew her, the recognition between Guanyin and the Golden Cicada that underlies the whole encounter. Together the poems poise the scene between its outward splendour and its hidden significance — a magnificent rite that is nonetheless incomplete, and a disguised Bodhisattva who alone knows what it lacks.