People born into life enter death.
Constant companion in life
and in death,
this body is the kill-site animating their lives.
And isn’t that because
they think life is the fullness of life?
I’ve heard those who encompass the whole of life
could walk on and on without meeting rhinoceros or tiger,
could charge into armies without feeling shield or sword.
A rhinoceros would find nowhere to gore them,
a tiger nowhere to claw them,
a sword nowhere to slice them.
And isn’t that because
for them there’s no kill-site?