මිලාරෙපා ගේ කවි ( තිබ්බත බුදු දහම ) 2
මිලාරෙපා ගේ කවි ( තිබ්බත බුදු දහම ) 2
Like bubbles is This life, transient and fleeting.
In it no assurance can be found.
A layman’s life is like a thief
Who sneaks into an empty house.
Know you not the folly of it?
Youth is like a summer flower.
Suddenly it fades away.
Old age is like a fire spreading
Through the fields suddenly ’tis at your heels.
The Buddha once said, “Birth and death
Are like sunrise and sunset
Now come, now go.
Sickness is like a little bird
Wounded by a sling.
Know you not, health and strength
Will in time desert you?
Death is like an oil-dry lamp
(After its last flicker).
Nothing, I assure you,
In this world is permanent.
Evil Karma is like a waterfall,
Which I have never seen flow upward.
A sinful man is like a poisonous tree
If you lean on it, you will injured be.
Transgressors are like frost-bitten peas
Like spoiled fat, they ruin everything.
Dharma-practitioners are like peasants in the field.
With caution and vigour they will be successful.
මිලාරෙපා ගේ කවි ( තිබ්බත බුදු දහම ) 2
Like bubbles is This life, transient and fleeting.
In it no assurance can be found.
A layman’s life is like a thief
Who sneaks into an empty house.
Know you not the folly of it?
Youth is like a summer flower.
Suddenly it fades away.
Old age is like a fire spreading
Through the fields suddenly ’tis at your heels.
The Buddha once said, “Birth and death
Are like sunrise and sunset
Now come, now go.
Sickness is like a little bird
Wounded by a sling.
Know you not, health and strength
Will in time desert you?
Death is like an oil-dry lamp
(After its last flicker).
Nothing, I assure you,
In this world is permanent.
Evil Karma is like a waterfall,
Which I have never seen flow upward.
A sinful man is like a poisonous tree
If you lean on it, you will injured be.
Transgressors are like frost-bitten peas
Like spoiled fat, they ruin everything.
Dharma-practitioners are like peasants in the field.
With caution and vigour they will be successful.
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