Psalms of the Brethren CCXVII: Migajala

Well taught it is by Him who seeth all—
The Buddha, offspring of the sun’s high race —
Through it all bonds are bygone things, through it
All constant rolling on is razed away;

It leadeth on and out, it beareth o’er,
Through it the root of craving withers up;
Cutting the poison-root, our tragic doom,
It bringeth us to evil’s utter end;

By severing the root of ignorance,
It breaks in pieces Kamma’s living car;
It hurls the bolt of insight on the goods
That dower consciousnesses at rebirth;

The truth ’neath all our sentience laying bare,
And from all fevered grasping setting free,
Revealer ’tis to us, by knowledge given,
Of rebirth as a fiery pit of coals;

Of mighty properties, far-reaching, deep,
Averter of decay and death to come
Such is the Ariyan, the Eightfold Path,
Assuager of all ill, auspicious, blest.

Showing a vision by the light of truth
Of things as come to be by way of cause.
Yea, to the mighty Haven doth it wend;
High peace it brings and bliss lies at the end.