Chapter One

“The rice has been harvested ^[1]

and gathered on the threshing-floor—

but I don’t get any almsfood!

How will I get by?”

“In faith, recollect the immeasurable Buddha!

Your body soaked with rapture, <j>you’ll always be full of joy.

In faith, recollect the immeasurable teaching!

Your body soaked with rapture, <j>you’ll always be full of joy.

In faith, recollect the immeasurable Saṅgha!

Your body soaked with rapture, <j>you’ll always be full of joy.”

“You stay in the open,

though these winter nights are cold.

Don’t perish, overcome with cold;

enter your dwelling, with door shut fast.”

“I’ll realize the four immeasurable states,

and meditate happily in them.

I won’t perish, overcome with cold;

I’ll dwell unperturbed.”