The pain of the world,
Continuous and ever flowing.
Never ceasing, never ending,
Exactly when was the beginning?
Roaming, wandering, stopping, thinking,
I see suffering and all its underpinnings.
Painful it may be, everlasting it may seem,
Eventually all of it ceases to be.
To discover this cessation, this end to suffering.
I bring forth my attention, mind and will.
For the sake of myself, and all other beings.
Wandering the world since beginningless time,
I summon forth the strength, a well of power.
And sally forth I shall, to end myriad suffering
Though this body may cease to be,
and all meaning meaningless to me,
What matters is I tried, to do what is meaningful to me.
For my existence is value, as is all those who know pain.
May they walk forth, for the sake of the world and thee
