Psalms of the Brethren CLXXXIX: Nandaka

Fie on the fulsome thing malodorous!
A very tool of Mara, even this,
Thy body, whence exude those many streams,
In number nine, that never cease their flow.

Build no conceits from former passages.
Try not to allure the Elect-who-Thus-have-Come!
The very heavens delight them not, how then
Should aught that’s merely earthly ever please?

The fools who lack discretion, they whose mind
Is sullied, and their heart by dulness cloaked,
Such men in charms of body take delight,
For they are fast in bonds by Mara thrown.

To them who are untouched by lust, or hate,
Or ignorance, these things no pleasures be.
Cut are the cords; they from all bonds are free.