The evening had come on and
the moon was rising. The snow had gone. It was the full glory of
spring, and the flowers sprang thick as stars upon the grass, and
among them lotos flowers, great as the wheel of a chariot, white
and shining with the luminance of the pearl, and upon each one of
these was seated an incarnate Holiness, looking upward with
joined hands. In the trees were the voices of the mystic Birds
that are the utterance of the Blessed One, proclaiming in harmony
the Five Virtues, The Five Powers, the Seven Steps ascending to
perfect Illumination, the Noble Eightfold Path, and all the Law.
And, bearing, in the heart of the Son of Heaven awoke the Three
Remembrances - the Remembrance of Him who is Blessed, Remembrance
of the Law, and Remembrance of the Communion of the Assembly.
So, looking upward to the heavens, he beheld the Infinite Buddha,
high and lifted up in a great raying glory. About Him were the
exalted Bodhisattwas, the mighty Disciples, great Arhats all, and
all the countless Angelhood. And these rose high into the
infinite until they could be seen but as a point of fire against
the moon.
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