Verses of the Senior Monks 2.46

The Book of the Twos

Chapter Five

Cūḷaka

The peacocks cry out with their fair crests and tails,

their lovely blue necks and fair faces, their beautiful song and their call.

This broad earth is lush with grass and dew,

and the firmament is full of beautiful clouds.

One practicing absorption is happy in mind, and their appearance is uplifting;

going forth in the teaching of the Buddha is easy for a good person.

Realize that supreme state that does not pass,

so very pure, subtle, and hard to see.