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Mātaṅgaputta

Thag 3.5 · Mātaṅgaputtattheragāthā

A single sharp thorn rises from a weathered twig against a soft woodland background.

“It’s too cold, too hot, too late,” they say. When the young neglect their work like this, opportunities pass them by.

But one who considers heat and cold as no more than blades of grass—he does his duties as a man, and his happiness never fails.

With my chest I’ll thrust aside the grasses, vines, canes, the vetiver, rushes and reeds, and foster seclusion.

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Translation by Bhikkhu Sujato and Jessica Walton · SuttaCentral · CC0

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