諸經要集 19.42

19.42

Life is like a flower or fruit that ripens,
ever fearing that it will wither and fall.
All that is born has suffering;
who can bring about deathlessness?
From the outset delighting in love and desire,
one may expect to enter the shadow of the womb.
Taking on form, life is like lightning,
flowing day and night, difficult to halt.
This body is a dead thing;
the conscious spirit has no physical form.
Creating life, one dies and is born again;
guilt and merit do not perish.
End and beginning span more than a single lifetime;
enduring long on account of folly and attachment.
From these, one experiences suffering and joy;
though the body dies, the spirit is not lost.