Selected Verses from the Dhammapada
Translated by P. Lal...Chapter: Impurity...page 121




Here you are, a withered leaf,
waiting for the messenger of death.
You stand at the threshold,
uprepared for the journey.

Be a lamp to your self,
be like an island.
Struggle hard, be wise.
Cleansed of weakness, you will find heaven,
the land which few find.

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