September 25^th, 2024

There is freedom from desire and sorrow
at the end of the way.
The awakened one is free
from all fetters and goes beyond life and death.
Like a swan that rises from the water
she moves onward, never looking back.
The one who understands the unreality of all things,
and who has laid up no store,
that one’s track is
as of birds in the air.
Like a bird in the air,
she takes an invisible course,
wanting nothing, storing nothing,
knowing the emptiness of all things.