Thag 6.2 — Tekicchakāri

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Thag 6:2 Tekicchakāni

The grain: harvested.
The rice: gone to be threshed.
But I don’t get any alms.
How will I get by?

    Confident, recollect
    the immeasurable Buddha.
    Your body pervaded with rapture,
      you’ll be at the height
      of continual joy.
    Confident, recollect
    the immeasurable Dhamma.
    Your body pervaded with rapture,
      you’ll be at the height
      of continual joy.
    Confident, recollect
    the immeasurable Saṅgha.
    Your body pervaded with rapture,
      you’ll be at the height
      of continual joy.

You live in the open air.
Cold are these wintry nights.
Don’t suffer, overcome with the cold.
Go into your hut, with its fastened bolt.

  I’ll fasten the four
  immeasurables.1
  With them, I’ll dwell
      in comfort.
  I won’t suffer from the cold,
      dwelling
      unperturbed.

Note

1. Concentration based on immeasurable goodwill, compassion, empathetic joy, and equanimity. See AN 3:66 and SN 42:8.
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