Ubbiritherīgāthā

Therīgāthā 3.5

Verses of the Senior Nuns 3.5

Tikanipāta

The Book of the Threes

Ubbiritherīgāthā

Ubbirī

“Amma jīvāti vanamhi kandasi,

“You cry ‘Live, my dear mother!’ in the forest.

Attānaṁ adhigaccha ubbiri;

Ubbirī, get a hold of yourself!

Cullāsītisahassāni,

Eighty-four thousand people,

Sabbā jīvasanāmikā;

all named ‘Live’,

Etamhāḷāhane daḍḍhā,

have been burnt in this funeral ground:

Tāsaṁ kamanusocasi”.

which one do you grieve for?”

“Abbahī vata me sallaṁ,

“Oh! For you have plucked the arrow from me,

duddasaṁ hadayassitaṁ;

so hard to see, stuck in the heart.

Yaṁ me sokaparetāya,

You’ve swept away the grief for my daughter

dhītusokaṁ byapānudi.

in which I once was mired.

Sājja abbūḷhasallāhaṁ,

Today I’ve plucked the arrow,

Nicchātā parinibbutā;

I’m hungerless, quenched.

Buddhaṁ dhammañca saṅghañca,

I go for refuge to that sage, the Buddha,

Upemi saraṇaṁ munin”ti.

to his teaching, and to the Saṅgha.”

… Ubbirī therī ….