VāseṭṭhīVāseṭṭhītherīgāthā

Struck down with grief for my son,“Puttasokenahaṁ aṭṭā, deranged, out of my mind,khittacittā visaññinī; nude, my hair flying,Naggā pakiṇṇakesī ca, I wandered here and there.tena tena vicārihaṁ.

I lived on rubbish heaps,Vīthi saṅkārakūṭesu, in cemeteries and highways.susāne rathiyāsu ca; For three years I wandered,Acariṁ tīṇi vassāni, stricken by hunger and thirst.khuppipāsāsamappitā.

Then I saw the Holy OneAthaddasāsiṁ sugataṁ, back at the city of Mithilā.nagaraṁ mithilaṁ pati; Tamer of the untamed,Adantānaṁ dametāraṁ, the Awakened One fears nothing from any quarter.sambuddhamakutobhayaṁ.

Regaining my mind,Sacittaṁ paṭiladdhāna, I paid homage and sat down.vanditvāna upāvisiṁ; Out of compassionSo me dhammamadesesi, Gotama taught me the Dhamma.anukampāya gotamo.

After hearing his teaching,Tassa dhammaṁ suṇitvāna, I went forth to homelessness.pabbajiṁ anagāriyaṁ; Applying myself to the Teacher’s words,Yuñjantī satthuvacane, I realized the state of grace.sacchākāsiṁ padaṁ sivaṁ.

All sorrows are cut off,Sabbe sokā samucchinnā, given up, they end here.pahīnā etadantikā; I’ve fully understood the basisPariññātā hi me vatthū, from which grief comes to be.yato sokāna sambhavo”ti.