Samsara's spinning is just like stormy seas,
but its value splits off in two ways:
now nasty, now good, spinning in time
according to the concocting of conditions.
Just as wax is solid when cooled, then
melts and flows when subjected to heat,
the sea of good & evil twitches back & forth
— beyond is freedom, coolness, Nibbana.
“The coconut palm” tho' dwelling midst the sea of wax,
doesn't split with changing conditions.
Rain doesn't touch, lightening doesn't threaten,
because it is beyond the concocting of all evil & good.
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