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I.1 — An Anonymous Bhikkhuni {v. 1}
Sleep, little theri, sleep comfortably,
wrapped in the robe that you've made,
for your passion is stilled —
like a pot of pickled greens
boiled dry.
I.3 — Punna {v. 3}
Punna, grow full with good qualities
like the moon on the fifteenth day.
With discernment at total fullness, burst
the mass
of darkness.
I.11 — Mutta {v. 11}
So freed! So thoroughly freed am I! —
from three crooked things set free:
from mortar, pestle,
& crooked old husband.
Having uprooted the craving
that leads to becoming,
I'm set free from aging & death.
I.17 — Dhamma {v. 17}
Wandering for alms —
weak, leaning on a staff,
with trembling limbs —
I fell down right there on the ground.
Seeing the drawbacks of the body,
my mind was then
set free.
©1994 Thanissaro Bhikkhu.
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Transcribed from a file provided by the translator. Last revised for Access to Insight on 24 November 2013.
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