by Daisaku Ikeda
"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?" When I hear these words,
my heart warms. Winter indeed never fails to turn into spring. But the
word "winter" may remind many people, including me, of the snow-covered
mountains of the Alps or the white mountain ranges of the Himalayas.
There is a commentary on the Lotus Sutra called Hokekyo jurin shuyosho, which
includes the legendary story of Kankucho (literally, birds tormented by
cold). This commentary is a well-known Chinese work on the Lotus Sutra,
the highest Buddhist scripture expounded by Shakyamuni Buddha in India.
The story is as follows:
In ancient times, there were mountains in India called
the Snow Mountains. These mountains were so high that the cold there
penetrated to the marrow, and, as their name indicates, snow lay deep on
the ground throughout the year. In these mountains lived two homeless
birds called Kankucho. When evening fell and darkness gathered, the
female bird, unable to bear the cold, would cry, "I'm perishing from the
cold!" To which the male bird would reply, "Let's build a nest when the
day dawns." But as soon as the sun rose and the birds were bathed in
the warm sunshine, they forgot all about the cold which tormented them
during the night. They reasoned: "We might be destined to die today or
tomorrow; nothing is changeless in this world and we are strangers to
eternal peace and tranquility." Thus they spent their entire lives in
vain without ever building a nest.
This story may bring to mind "The Ant and the Grasshopper," which appears in Aesop's Fables:
"Why should we work assiduously when we never know what tomorrow may
bring?" This ostensibly wise attitude makes the birds all the more
pitiful.
I believe this story offers a penetrating insight into the darker
side of human nature. There are more cases than we imagine where people
habitually make great efforts at pretense but betray their true nature
at a crucial moment. No matter how serene another's life may appear to
be, that person invariably has some suffering or trouble which others
are not aware of. Even though human beings may not suffer as often as
the Kankucho birds who were tormented every night, we are destined to
face great difficulties at least several times or several dozen times in
the course of life, with hardly more than a staff to lean on. If we
wait till the last moment, however, no matter how frantically we prepare
either to retreat or to advance, as time is irreversible, it will be
too late. Then all we can do is cry out in agony just as the birds cried
in distress from the bitter cold of the Snow Mountains.
What I mean by a staff is some steadfast belief, or a firm mind which
remains unperturbed even in the face of the greatest difficulty. I tend
to believe that the nest the Kankucho birds kept vowing to build
implies more than a warm dwelling place. It implies a foundation on
which an unwavering mind and a spirit that will neither be carried away
by pleasure nor defeated by suffering can be established. The
foolishness of the Kankucho birds represents nothing other than the
vulnerability of the human mind to change and fluctuation. It also
indicates the human tendency to take the line of least resistance,
avoiding immediate tasks that require prompt action.
You can live like rootless grass adrift at the mercy of the waves, or
you can live up to your convictions. I firmly believe that this choice
will determine whether or not you can make your life worth living. If
you choose the latter, I think you will need a deep solid core in your
life. In order for you to develop that core, you must make constant
efforts to train yourself spiritually.