127. We don’t know where he came from. We don’t know where he goes to. That being the case, for whom do you cry, saying, “my son”?
128. But you do not grieve for a person who’s coming and going. The journey of saṁsāra is unknown to you. You realize that this is the nature of all beings.
129. Uninvited a person comes into this world, without permission that person leaves this world. Surely having come from a certain world and having lived here for some time, that person goes to another world. Having passed away from there, that person moves on to yet another world.
130. That dead person, having lived here in the form of a human, departed. In whatever way he comes into this world, he departs in the same way. What is there to cry about in that?
131. I was truly in pain over the death of my son. That nun plucked out the vicious dart of sorrow out of my heart.
132. Today, my dart is plucked out. I am withdrawn from craving and am totally quenched. I am well established in the refuge of the Supreme Buddha, Dhamma, and Saṅgha.
These verses were said by five hundred Arahant Nuns.
