As a tree cut down sprouts forth again If its toots remain undamaged and firm, Even so, while latent craving is not removed This sorrow springs up again and again.
Released from jungle of the household life He turns to the bhikkha jungle-life Though freed froom the household wilds He runs back to that very wilds again Come indeed and behould such a man Freed he turns to that bondage again.
For him who is of restless mind Who is of powerful passions Who sees but the pleasurable Craving increases all the more Indeed he makes the bond strong.