4.6. Con Rắn

Evaṁ me sutaṁ—

ekaṁ samayaṁ bhagavā rājagahe viharati veḷuvane kalandakanivāpe.

Tena kho pana samayena bhagavā rattandhakāratimisāyaṁ abbhokāse nisinno hoti, devo ca ekamekaṁ phusāyati.

Atha kho māro pāpimā bhagavato bhayaṁ chambhitattaṁ lomahaṁsaṁ uppādetukāmo mahantaṁ sapparājavaṇṇaṁ abhinimminitvā yena bhagavā tenupasaṅkami.

Seyyathāpi nāma mahatī ekarukkhikā nāvā;

evamassa kāyo hoti.

Seyyathāpi nāma mahantaṁ soṇḍikākiḷañjaṁ;

evamassa phaṇo hoti.

Seyyathāpi nāma mahatī kosalikā kaṁsapāti;

evamassa akkhīni bhavanti.

Seyyathāpi nāma deve gaḷagaḷāyante vijjullatā niccharanti;

evamassa mukhato jivhā niccharati.

Seyyathāpi nāma kammāragaggariyā dhamamānāya saddo hoti;

evamassa assāsapassāsānaṁ saddo hoti.

Atha kho bhagavā “māro ayaṁ pāpimā” iti viditvā māraṁ pāpimantaṁ gāthāhi ajjhabhāsi:

“Yo suññagehāni sevati,

Seyyā so muni attasaññato;

Vossajja careyya tattha so,

Patirūpañhi tathāvidhassa taṁ.

Carakā bahū bheravā bahū,

Atho ḍaṁsasarīsapā bahū;

Lomampi na tattha iñjaye,

Suññāgāragato mahāmuni.

Nabhaṁ phaleyya pathavī caleyya,

Sabbepi pāṇā uda santaseyyuṁ;

Sallampi ce urasi pakappayeyyuṁ,

Upadhīsu tāṇaṁ na karonti buddhā”ti.

Atha kho māro pāpimā “jānāti maṁ bhagavā, jānāti maṁ sugato”ti dukkhī dummano tatthevantaradhāyīti.

SC 1Thus have I heard. On one occasion the Blessed One was dwelling at Rajagaha in the Bamboo Grove, the Squirrel Sanctuary. Now on that occasion the Blessed One was sitting out in the open in the thick darkness of the night while it was drizzling. Then Mara the Evil One … manifested himself in the form of a giant king serpent and approached the Blessed One. Its body was like a huge boat made from a single tree trunk; its hood, like a large brewer’s sieve; its eyes, like the large bronze dishes of Kosala; its tongue darting out from its mouth, like flashes of lightning emitted when the sky thunders; the sound of its breathing in and out, like the sound of a smith’s bellows filling with air.

SC 2Then the Blessed One, having understood, “This is Mara the Evil One,” addressed Mara the Evil One in verses:

SC 3 “He who resorts to empty huts for lodging—
He is the sage, self-controlled.
He should live there, having relinquished all:
That is proper for one like him.

SC 4 “Though many creatures crawl about,
Many terrors, flies, serpents, sn.i.107
The great sage gone to his empty hut
Stirs not a hair because of them.

SC 5 “Though the sky might split, the earth quake,
And all creatures be stricken with terror,
Though men brandish a dart at their breast,
The enlightened take no shelter in acquisitions.”

Then Mara the Evil One … disappeared right there.