This world is the jungle in which you roam;
fear is the lion which drives you up the tree
of worldly activities. Anxiety is
the bear that terrifies you and
dogs your every step in this world,
so you slide down into attachments
and binding deeds through the twin
roots of hope and despair.
Day and night are the rats which nibble
away at the span of life. Meanwhile,
you try to snatch a little joy
from the sweet drops of egoism and
the 'I' feeling. Finding at last
that the drops do not give true fulfillment,
you shout in the agony
of renunciation, calling on the Teacher;
the Teacher appears from within or
without, and saves you from fear and anxiety.
divinely sent
