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