The mindful keep active,
don’t delight in settling back.
They renounce every home,
every home,
like swans taking off from a lake.
Not hoarding,
having comprehended food,
their pasture–emptiness
& freedom without sign:
their course,
like that of birds through space,
can’t be traced.
He whose senses are steadied
like stallions
well-trained by the charioteer,
his conceit abandoned,
free of effluent,
Such:
even devas adore him.
The man
faithless / beyond conviction
ungrateful / knowing the Unmade
a burglar / who has severed connections
who’s destroyed
his chances / conditions
who eats vomit: / has disgorged expectations:
the ultimate person.
In village or wilds,
valley, plateau:
that place is delightful
where arahants dwell.
Delightful wilds
where the crowds don’t delight,
those free from passion
delight,
for they’re not searching
for sensual pleasures.
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