Then Mara the Evil One went to the Blessed One and recited this verse in his presence:

"Are you lying there in a stupor,
or drunk on poetry?
Are your goals so very few?
All alone in a secluded lodging,
what is this dreamer, this sleepy-face?"

The Buddha:

"I lie here,
    not in a stupor,
    nor drunk on poetry.
My goal attained,
    I am sorrow-free.
All alone in a secluded lodging,
I lie down with sympathy
    for all beings.

Even those pierced in the chest
with an arrow,
their hearts rapidly,
    rapidly
    beating:
even they with their arrows
are able to sleep.
    So why shouldn't I,
    with my arrow        removed?

I'm not awake with worry,
nor afraid to sleep.
Days & nights
don't oppress me.
I see no threat of decline
in any world at all.
That's why I sleep
    with sympathy
    for all beings."