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title: "靈峰蕅益大師宗論 · 普門大士像贊二十四首"
description: "靈峰蕅益大師宗論是明末高僧智旭的著作。明末佛教面臨內部僵化與外部挑戰，智旭大師立足天台宗，主張禪教律淨融合，回應時代弊病。該書匯集其書信、註疏與開示，系統闡述性相融通、淨土為歸的佛學思想，強調解行並進與實踐修行。作為中國佛教史上承先啟後的巨著，它深刻影響了後世漢傳佛教的發展，尤其對淨土宗的推廣貢獻卓著，被尊為淨土宗第九祖的智旭，其思想透過此論成為明清佛教的重要指南。"
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### 普門大士像贊二十四首
> Twenty-Four Hymns in Praise of Guanyin
行像一滴軍持，汪洋非淺。灑盡三千，不虧不衍。生界若空，斯行迺轉。
> A single drop from the water vessel—vast and deep beyond measure. Sprinkle it across the entire universe—not a loss, not a surplus. If the realm of beings were empty, this practice would turn full circle.
白者是紙，黑者是墨。何處是紫竹林，甚麼是磐陀石。希有大士，無作妙德。不向空中現影，偏借靈於手筆。識海波澄月影寒，蒲團葉翠苔痕碧。南海波斯到岸來，明珠價值微塵國。
> White is the paper, black is the ink. Where is the Purple Bamboo Grove? What is Pan Tuo Rock? Rare Great Being, with effortless and wondrous virtue—you do not manifest your reflection in the void, but choose instead to channel your presence through brush and ink. When the ocean of consciousness is calm, the moon's reflection appears cool; the meditation cushion’s leaves are emerald, and moss marks shine azure. The Persian merchant from the South Sea arrives on the shore; his priceless pearl holds the worth of a realm of fine dust.
血書觀音善財相如意縱橫，蓮經燦爛。師資追隨，虛空彼岸。欲識兩人真面目，一般是有血性漢。
> Avalokiteshvara and Sudhana in Blood Calligraphy At ease in all directions, the Lotus Sutra shines brilliantly. Master and disciple follow closely, reaching the far shore of emptiness. If you wish to know their true identity: they are both men of flesh and blood, driven by passionate conviction.
比丘相取草為座，名曰吉祥，定共道共，總此浮囊。無非佛行，象顧師行，普門示現，比丘中王。
> Taking grass as his seat, called "auspicious," His meditative and enlightened virtue is the precepts he keeps. Each action is the Buddha's practice, His way like an elephant mindful of its leader. Manifesting universally, he is the king of monks.
磐石宴坐，無得無說。妙法兩函，紅爐點雪。手足分明，機關迥別。擬議思量，證龜作鱉。
> Sitting in meditation on a firm rock, Nothing to attain, nothing to speak. Two scrolls of the Wonderful Dharma, Like a single snowflake in a red-hot furnace. Hands and feet are clearly distinct, Yet their functions are utterly different. Try to deliberate or ponder it— You'll mistake a turtle for a duck.
蒲團寂寥，雲衣綽約。大悲法門，借病作藥。教苑筌蹄，禪河略彴。顧問善財，南詢路漠。
> The meditation cushion sits in silence, Cloud-like robes drift gracefully. The Great Compassion Dharma Gate Uses sickness as medicine. It is the key to the teachings, A bridge across the river of Zen. Consult the youth Sudhana, Whose southern pilgrimage path lies open.
佛法無多，商量浩浩，說則不周，行則不到。怒目揚眉，逢強須暴，一炷名香，魔軍永埽。
> The Buddha's truth is not vast in words, yet thought keeps it constantly swirling. Speak of it, and you cannot fully capture it; practice it, and you cannot fully reach it. With furrowed brows and glaring eyes, facing strength, you must be fierce. A single stick of sacred incense forever sweeps away the armies of delusion.
寶蓮本向真空湧，月面還從性海昇。踏破波濤全是水，不勞彼岸較先登。
> A lotus of treasure emerges from the absolute void, The moon-face rises from the ocean of true nature. Treading through waves, all is but water— No need to cross to a far shore, to claim the first step.
風浪千尋，神通一味。遊戲翩翩，何拘何繫？踏破須彌萬朵雲，眾生見者咸如意。
> Amidst the thousand-zhang waves, the divine power is one. Playfully roaming with ease, what bondage binds? Treading through the myriad clouds over Sumeru, all beings who behold this are granted their wishes.
入定何如出定時，渟渟甘露浸楊枝。大千無地留煩惱，剩有空拳誘小兒。
> Sitting in meditation, how does it compare to rising from it? Pure, still nectar soaking the willow branch. In all worlds, no place left for worry to remain, Only an empty fist, teasing a child.
一顆摩尼，光遍法界。卷之舒之，隨心自在。倚坐危巖，忘形絕待。甘露楊枝，妙協兼帶。喚作禪機，空拳捏怪。獨許童子追隨，鸚鵡依然雲外。
> A single Mani pearl, its light illumines the entire Dharma realm. Roll it up or spread it out, it follows your mind, free and at ease. Leaning on a perilous cliff, forgetting all form and clinging. The sweet dew on a willow branch subtly brings all together. Call it a Zen trick—a grasping of nothing. Only a child may follow it; the parrot remains beyond the clouds.
巍然獨坐大雄峰，度盡眾生不見功。描出虛空千色彩，依稀未睹紫金容。
> Majestically sits alone atop the Great Hero Peak, Saving all beings without claiming any merit. Painting the colors of the empty sky a thousand shades, Yet faintness obscures the purple-golden face.
大悲像稽首大悲自在覺，圓滿無礙陀羅尼。慈威折攝不思議，定慧莊嚴無等倫。頓悟一念具千法，通身手眼炳然彰。方便智慧皆無作，一切念中亦復然。念念顯現不增減，塵塵法性亦復然。是故尺楮寸毫閒，悉具大悲圓滿相。有人獲睹此慈容，便悟法身真相好。此是普門示現力，莫作紙墨影像觀。
> Image of Great CompassionI bow to the Great Compassionate One, the Awakened One at ease, With perfect, unobstructed Dharani power. His kindness and fierce guidance are beyond thought— Adorned with stillness and wisdom, unequaled. In a single instant of awakening, a thousand truths arise; His entire body and every hand and eye shine clearly. His skillful means and wisdom come without effort, And so it is in every thought. Each thought manifests, neither increasing nor decreasing, And the nature of reality in every speck of dust is the same. Thus, on a small piece of paper or a single brushstroke, The complete form of Great Compassion appears. Whoever beholds this compassionate face Will awaken directly to the true body and its wondrous marks. This is the power of the Universal Gateway’s manifestation— Do not see it merely as ink and paper.
得根本圓通，現三十二應。十四無畏力，遍療眾生病。塵剎盡分身，紙墨皆真性。覿面太分明，發光同海印。更問大士誰，缽盂重討柄。
> Achieving the supreme perfect realization, Manifesting in thirty-two responsive forms. With fourteen powers that grant fearlessness, Healing all beings' afflictions everywhere. In countless realms, he manifests countless bodies; Every paper and ink-stroke embodies true nature. Before your very eyes, it's utterly clear; Radiance shines like the ocean seal of Samadhi. If you still ask, "Who is this Great Being?" You're just grasping at the handle of an alms bowl again.
梵僧相碧眼修眉，長顱方頰，革屣蒲團，軍持祕笈。與彼應真，示同一業，是大比丘，清淨卓傑。
> A foreign monk with green-blue eyes and long eyebrows, an elongated skull and square cheeks, wearing leather sandals and carrying a straw mat, a kundika water flask and secret scriptures. Alongside those arhats, he demonstrates the same practice—this is a great bhikshu, pure and exceptionally noble.
松株若龍，重巖似屋。趺座蓮臺，楊枝嫩綠。善應群機，如響荅谷。眼色耳聲，非一非六。莫教錯認古觀音，俗人帶髮僧頭禿。
> Pine trees like dragons, layered cliffs like houses. Seated on a lotus pedestal, willow branch tender green. Skillfully responding to all situations, like an echo answering from a valley. Eye’s form, ear’s sound—neither one nor six. Don’t mistake the ancient Guanyin— A worldly person with hair, a monk with a bald head.
菩薩慈真，眾生病假。煩熱場中，楊枝遍灑。徹體清涼，不知為者。此便是無二無分，無別無斷的血脈，更何用鑽龜打瓦。咄咄！佛法雖妙，執之則粗。龍鬼雖俗，現之則雅。若云觀音必具妙相，笑殺東村大姐。
> The Bodhisattva's compassion is genuine, while living beings' sickness is merely illusory. In the burning ground of afflictions, the willow branch sprinkles everywhere \[with cool dew\]. The body becomes entirely cool and refreshed, yet no one knows who is doing this. This is exactly the bloodline that is without duality, without division, without distinction, and without interruption—so why bother with divination and superstition? Ah! Though the Buddha's teaching is wondrous, clinging to it makes it coarse. Though dragons and ghosts are mundane, revealing them makes them elegant. If you insist that Guanyin must possess a beautiful form, you would make the old village woman laugh herself to death.
音聞性清淨，聲字何須埽。執卷視群生，普施摩尼寶。智士悟根源，愚人打之遶。童子挈魚籃，只為金鱗少。二尾價一錢，未審誰能曉。
> The nature of hearing is pure and clear— Why cling to sweeping away sounds and words? Holding a sutra, Guanyin gazes upon all beings, Freely bestowing the precious gem of wisdom. The wise perceive the root and source; The ignorant chase and circle around. The youth carries a fish basket— Only because golden-scale fish are few. Two tails for just one coin— Who truly understands this worth?
一葉蓮舟，翩翩獨邁，歷盡塵寰，不離鍼芥。分明日用尋常，超越千奇百怪，識得其中一線真，斯則名為觀自在。此是三十二應，十四無畏，四不思議，無作妙德的全體大用。徹底和盤舉似人，不許擬議思量，只許翹勤禮拜。
> A single lotus-leaf boat, drifting alone and gracefully, Traverses the entire world of dust, yet never leaves a needle’s point. It is clearly seen in daily, ordinary life, Yet transcends a thousand wonders and ten thousand marvels. If you recognize the single thread of truth within, Then this is called the One Who Observes Freely. This is the complete essence and great function Of the thirty-two responses, The fourteen fearlessnesses, And the four ineffable, non-striving wondrous virtues. It is offered to you entirely, laid out plainly, Not permitting discussion or conceptual thought, Only calling for reverent, diligent worship.
終朝掐數珠，聲聲觀自在。常然大用門，未來終不改。眾生若肯自念，何勞諸佛披鎧。秖因覿信不真，坐在飯邊受餒。
> All day long you count your beads, Each recitation calling on Guanyin. You constantly open the gate of great function, And the future will never change this. If sentient beings are willing to reflect on themselves, Why trouble the Buddhas to put on armor? Only because your direct faith is not genuine, You sit beside a meal and still starve.
眾生迷本聞，循聲妄流轉，正在流轉時，聞機元不遠。大士纔返觀，方知性自善，圓通復真常，觸目菩提滿。遍應十界音，機成便能感，寂爾坐巖阿，熾然濟群染。非是大士功，亦非心念力，兩皆不思議，所以終無忒。自性無自性，情識非情識，覷破真妄關，方知法界德。以我虛妄想，投彼寂滅國，如薪入火叢，如冰遇湯沸。無明不動智，兩名唯一實。
> Living beings are lost in their original hearing, Chasing sounds, drifting in the flow of existence. Yet even as they drift, the faculty of hearing is never far. When the Great Being turns inward and sees, They realize the nature is inherently good. Perfect penetration returns to true constancy, And everywhere they look, they see enlightenment. Responding to all sounds in the ten directions, When the conditions are ripe, they can perceive. In silent stillness sitting on the crag, They fiercely rescue beings from all defilements. It is not the Great Being's own power, Nor is it the power of mind or thought. Both are inconceivable, And thus there is never any error. Self-nature has no self-nature, Emotions and consciousness are not emotions and consciousness. See through the barrier of truth and falsity, And then you will know the virtue of the Dharma realm. With my empty, false thoughts, I enter the land of quiescence. Like firewood cast into a blaze, Like ice meeting boiling water. Ignorance and the immovable wisdom — Though two names, they are one reality.
思憶相執佛珠，緣九界。上下合，慈悲債。欲悟圓通，但勤禮拜。思彼思憶，不思議最。
> Holding the prayer beads, we link to the nine realms of existence. When the hands come together above and below, a debt of compassion is born. If you wish to comprehend perfect penetration, simply practice devotion diligently. Think of that which is thought and remembered—the most inconceivable wonder.
自性光明圓滿輪，巍然露出紫金身。分明色相離情謂，何必重拈物外真。
> The resplendent wheel of your inherent nature, radiant and complete— Vastly towering, it reveals the violet-golden form. Distinct in color and shape, yet free from all emotional labels— Why seek the truth beyond all things again?
葉作蒲團布作衣，默然趺坐待群機。眾生界盡悲無盡，不自觀音那得知。
> With leaves for a meditation cushion and cloth for clothing, In silence, sitting cross-legged, awaiting those who are ready. When the realm of beings is exhausted, compassion remains endless— Even Guanyin herself, without such practice, could not truly know.