Hard is it to be born into human life
and hard is the human life we are born into.
All beings tremble before violence.
All love life, all fear death.
He is not noble who injures living beings.
He is called noble because he is harmless towards all living beings.
Blind is the world;
here only a few possess insight.
Only a few, like birds escaping from the net, go to realms of bliss.
Follow then the shining ones,
for they know how to work and be patient.
Follow them as the moon follows the path of the stars.