Chapter I - Single Verses
Translated from the Pali by Thanissaro Bhikkhu.
For free distribution only.
Sleep, little theri, sleep comfortably,
wrapped in the robe that you've made,
for your passion is stilled -
like a pot of pickled greens
Punna, grow full with good qualities
like the moon on the fifteenth day.
With discernment at total fullness, burst
So freed! So thoroughly freed am I! -
from three crooked things set free:
from mortar, pestle,
and crooked old husband.
Having uprooted the craving
that leads to becoming,
I'm set free from aging and death.
Wandering for alms -
weak, leaning on a staff,
with trembling limbs -
I fell down right there on the ground.
Seeing the drawbacks of the body,
my mind was then