01.15 Uttarā Therī (15)

Norman

15. I was restrained in body, speech, and mind. I have plucked out craving root and all and have become cool, quenched.

Weingast

Life had always been hot sweaty work.

First I learned

to control my hands,

then my mouth,

then my mind.

As things slowed,

I sank down,

down,

down—

to the bottom

of the heart’s sea.

There I dug out the root of all craving—

and swam back to the surface.

The water had grown cool.

And outside, everything had grown cool.

As though

the heart

had traveled

north.

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