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Thig VI.2
(vv. 133-138)

Vasitthi the Madwoman

Translated from the Pali by Thanissaro Bhikkhu.
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Overwhelmed with grief for my son —
	naked, demented,
	my hair dishevelled
	my mind deranged —
I went about here & there,
living along the side of the road,
in cemeteries & heaps of trash,
	for three full years,
afflicted with hunger & thirst.

Then I saw
the One Well-gone,
gone to the city of Mithila:
	tamer of those untamed,
	Self-Awakened,
	with nothing to fear
	from anything, anywhere.

Regaining my mind,
paying him homage,
	I sat myself down.
He, Gotama, from sympathy
taught me the Dhamma.
Hearing his Dhamma,
I went forth into homelessness.
Applying myself to the Teacher's words,
I realized the state of auspicious bliss.

All griefs have been cut off,
	abandoned,
	brought to this end,
for I've comprehended
the grounds from which griefs
come into play.

Revised: Sunday 2005-07-03
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