A Chinese Poem by Po- Chu !
Ever since the time I was a lusty boy
Down till now when I am ill and old
The things I have cared for have different at different times
But my being busy that has never changed
Then all the shole – building sand – Pagodas;
Now at court covered with twinkling Jade
This and that – equally childish games
Things whose substance passes in a moment of time
While the hands are busy the heart cannot understand
When there is no attachment, Doctrine is sound
Even sound one zealously strive to learn the way
That very striving will make one’s error more