縫一件僧衣給老農

Sew one monk’s robe for the old farmer

縫一件僧衣給頑童

one for the naughty child

縫一件僧衣給村婦

one for the village woman

縫一件僧衣給浪子

another for the wanderer

年幼的他一步步離了家

Leave home when young, step by step

在經書的紋路尋找

seeking the scriptures’ patterns

另一雙手另一雙眼

for a pair of hands, eyes,

另一顆頭顱另一座乾坤

a new head, a new heaven and earth

用千萬個心跳一針針

Thousands of heartbeats, stitch by stitch

縫補無形的僧衣

Mend invisible robes

給瞋恨的人

for the hateful

貪得的人

the greedy

癡昧的人

the ignorant

數不盡憂愁的人

for those of endless worry

十方行走他把十方的

Set out in all directions,

自己也縫成了僧衣

sew the self into a robe,

縫成一卷肉身的教義

a shell of mortal doctrine

把人間的顛倒縫進

inverting the human

壞空的皺摺

within empty seams

時候到了。他盤腿坐入陶缸

When finally it’s time, descend

以琉璃的肌膚照明

cross-legged into a clay pot,

用垂長的鬚髮指點

glazed skin reflecting

把一生縫製的僧衣齊齊掛在

long hair, beard highlighting

彌勒舍利的內院

the robes that seal one life

into a relic finally pure