Let go the past what has gone before – Let go the future that which comes after
Let go thy hold on the middle as well – Thus with mind released in every way
Then comest never more to birth and decay
“With plows the fields are plowed – With seeds the earth is sown
Thus wives and children feed – So young men win their wealth
Then why do I of virtue pure – Doing the Master’s teaching
Not lazy nor proud – Nibbana not attain?
Having washed my feet – Then I watched that water
Noticing the foot – water
Flowing from high to low – With that the mind was calmed
Just as a noble, through bred horse
Having taken my lamp – I went in to my hut
Inspected the sleeping place – Then sat upon the couch
Having taken a pin – I pushed the wick right down
And just as the lamp want out – So all delusion of the heart went too”
