Religion
Psalms of the Brethren CXCVI: Sabbaka
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
Whene’er I see the crane, her clear bright wings
Outstretched in fear to flee the black stormcloud,
A shelter seeking, to safe shelter borne,
Then doth the river Ajakarani
Give joy to me.
Whene’er I see the crane, her plumage pale
And silver white outstretched in fear to flee
The black stormcloud, seeing no refuge nigh,
The refuge seeking of the rocky cave,
Then doth the river Ajakaranl
Give joy to me.
Who doth not love to see on either bank
Clustered rose-apple trees in fair array
Behind the great cave [of my hermitage]
To flit. Safe is the Ajakaranl.
She brings us luck. Here is it good to be.
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Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXCVI: Sabbaka.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/195/.
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Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXCVI: Sabbaka.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/195/.
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