Then they wear out till their last breath,
Farewell to the world, they're led by their deeds.
Though there're myriad types of medical prevention,
No one can escape from the law of circulation.
Though hiding deeply in the jungle and cave,
From the God of Death, no one can get away.
The Fifth type is next for consideration,
People suffer from Unfulfilled Expectations.
Anyone in the world is greedy,
They want fortune, status, asset, longevity.
Beautiful wives, pretty servants, brocade,
Failing so, they are frustrated and depressed .
In consequence, they are terribly devastated,
Is such a suffering worth being stated?
The Sixth type is called Bitter Separation,
One's beloved people must part all of a sudden.
When they cry, their faces are streaked with tears,
Missing each other, their guts feel as if sheared.
Hardly anyone on Earth can sneak through it,
Their family debt hooks them as close-knit.
People work far away when they are in dire straits,
The exile makes their beloved ones anguish in wait.
Separations, reunions, joyful romances,
Once they end, they leave behind many nuisances.
Even though one is very clever to deal with it,
One must share the same fate as the stupid.
The Seventh type is Encountering the Hateful,
Wherever the love is, the hate will not be nul.
The lovers often vie for verbal supremacy,
When they do not give in, they start an enmity.
They want to avoid each other as far as possible,
Once they see each other, their eyes appear to tingle.
This causes people to feel a silent dolour,
Such a dull suffering drags on for ever.
The Eighth type is of Worry and Anxiety,
About the world’s disasters and catastrophe.
The poor are worried about indebtedness,
And maladies and wretchedness.
They are saddened at seeing their defilement,
Hurt by their friends’ familial debasement.
The rich are concerned to scramble with people,
Provided they can fill up their trunks with capital.
They collect and protect as many treasures,
Which they fear would be snooped by burglars.
They want to hold on to the positions they see dear,
They are afraid the poor could not pay their arrears.
Alas! Neither the poor nor the rich are free,
Why do people keep clinging to the earthly?
Why not to practice to access the Buddha Seat,
To idly enjoy the gem lotus that smells great.
The Spirit enters the pure Lotus Ovary,
So one does not suffer from a birth delivery.
One’s Body is endowed with benign Deeds ,
It does not alter due to the aging process.
Its Serene substance is not tumultuous,
It does not worry if weathers are strenuous.
Thus, the suffering of Disease spares it,
One can block the pains of which it is the culprit.
One can last for as long as Buddhas endure,
It is idyllic, immutable and secure.
The God of Death never takes its soul away,
Thus it is saved from the death and birth sway.
Foods and clothing are available of any kind,
One does not have to toil to support their life.
One is free to tour the Buddha foundations,
While being free from Unfulfilled Expectations.
The whole Realm for the population is solid,
No worry reigns over the entire public.
One gets rid of romance and kin relation,
So one is free from the Bitter Separation.
The commune could not be better for Harmony,
The like minds, the like hearts uphold morality.
The landscape is stable and unchangeable,
No one cares who is from whom distinguishable.
There are enough positions to allocate to all,
So no one suffers from Meeting The Hateful.
Mind and body have quiet and permanency,
Long gone are any specimen of impurity.
The Pure Land has so many things elegant.
The anxieties are no longer existent.
The Saba world resembles a flickering lamp,
The human four-element body is the same.
Be hasty to practise before being too late,
One can’t repent once he faces the Hell gate.
One would rather prepare oneself earlier,
Keep the rules, revere Buddha, hear Sutra.
Once dead, one never loses their good fruit ,
Western Paradise Buddhas wait for the recruit.
If they neglect self-improving practice,
As the woe comes, it will hardly miss.
The Pure Land method is one of the best,
Practice it or you shun the Buddha’s bless.
The Lord defies hardships for the sake of people,
He ferries them with His Great Vow Vessel .
A country’s talented should have due positions,
Meritous practicers deserve admiration.
Cultivate your character with fortitude,
Resolve to settle your debts of gratitude .
In the Western Lotus Pond thrive the flowers,
Waiting for the whole-hearted Amida reciters.
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