Old Age · Translation: Bhikkhu Sujato, SuttaCentral
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Appaṁ
vata
jīvitaṁ
idaṁ,
Oraṁ
vassasatāpi
miyyati;
Yo
cepi
aticca
jīvati,
Atha
kho
so
jarasāpi
miyyati.
Short, alas, is this life; you die before a hundred years. Even if you live a little longer, you still die of old age.
Socanti
janā
mamāyite,
Na
hi
santi
niccā
pariggahā;
Vinābhāvasantamevidaṁ,
Iti
disvā
nāgāramāvase.
People grieve over belongings, yet there is no such thing as permanent possessions. Separation is a fact of life; when you see this, you wouldn’t stay living at home.
Maraṇenapi
taṁ
pahīyati,
Yaṁ
puriso
mamidanti
maññati;
Etampi
viditvā
paṇḍito,
Na
mamattāya
nametha
māmako.
Whatever a person thinks of as belonging to them, that too is given up when they die. Knowing this, an astute follower of mine would not be bent on ownership.
Supinena
yathāpi
saṅgataṁ,
Paṭibuddho
puriso
na
passati;
Evampi
piyāyitaṁ
janaṁ,
Petaṁ
kālaṅkataṁ
na
passati.
Just as, upon awakening, a person does not see what they encountered in a dream; so too you do not see your loved ones when they are dead and gone.
Diṭṭhāpi
sutāpi
te
janā,
Yesaṁ
nāmamidaṁ
pavuccati;
Nāmaṁyevāvasissati,
Akkheyyaṁ
petassa
jantuno.
You used to see and hear those folk, and call them by their name. Yet the name is all that’s left to tell of a personage when they’re gone.
Sokapparidevamaccharaṁ,
Na
jahanti
giddhā
mamāyite;
Tasmā
munayo
pariggahaṁ,
Hitvā
acariṁsu
khemadassino.
Those who are greedy for belongings don’t give up sorrow, lamentation, and stinginess. That’s why the sages, seers of sanctuary, left possessions behind and wandered.
Patilīnacarassa
bhikkhuno,
Bhajamānassa
vivittamāsanaṁ;
Sāmaggiyamāhu
tassa
taṁ,
Yo
attānaṁ
bhavane
na
dassaye.
For a mendicant who lives withdrawn, frequenting a secluded seat, they say it’s fitting to not show themselves in a home.
Sabbattha
munī
anissito,
Na
piyaṁ
kubbati
nopi
appiyaṁ;
Tasmiṁ
paridevamaccharaṁ,
Paṇṇe
vāri
yathā
na
limpati.
The sage is independent everywhere, they don’t form likes or dislikes. Lamentation and stinginess slip off them like water from a leaf.
Udabindu
yathāpi
pokkhare,
Padume
vāri
yathā
na
limpati;
Evaṁ
muni
nopalimpati,
Yadidaṁ
diṭṭhasutaṁ
mutesu
vā.
Like a droplet slips from a lotus-leaf, like water from a lotus flower; the sage doesn’t cling to that which is seen or heard or thought.
Dhono
na
hi
tena
maññati,
Yadidaṁ
diṭṭhasutaṁ
mutesu
vā;
Nāññena
visuddhimicchati,
Na
hi
so
rajjati
no
virajjatīti.
Jarāsuttaṁ
chaṭṭhaṁ.
For the one who is cleansed does not conceive in terms of things seen, heard, or thought. They do not wish to be purified by another; they are neither passionate nor growing dispassioned.
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