Phẩm Tâm

Phandanaṁ capalaṁ cittaṁ,

dūrakkhaṁ dunnivārayaṁ;

Ujuṁ karoti medhāvī,

usukārova tejanaṁ.

Vārijova thale khitto,

okamokataubbhato;

Pariphandatidaṁ cittaṁ,

māradheyyaṁ pahātave.

Aññatarabhikkhuvatthu

Dunniggahassa lahuno,

yatthakāmanipātino;

Cittassa damatho sādhu,

cittaṁ dantaṁ sukhāvahaṁ.

Aññataraukkaṇṭhitabhikkhuvatthu

Sududdasaṁ sunipuṇaṁ,

yatthakāmanipātinaṁ;

Cittaṁ rakkhetha medhāvī,

cittaṁ guttaṁ sukhāvahaṁ.

Saṅgharakkhitabhāgineyyattheravatthu

Dūraṅgamaṁ ekacaraṁ,

asarīraṁ guhāsayaṁ;

Ye cittaṁ saṁyamissanti,

mokkhanti mārabandhanā.

Cittahatthattheravatthu

Anavaṭṭhitacittassa,

saddhammaṁ avijānato;

Pariplavapasādassa,

paññā na paripūrati.

Anavassutacittassa,

ananvāhatacetaso;

Puññapāpapahīnassa,

natthi jāgarato bhayaṁ.

Pañcasatabhikkhuvatthu

Kumbhūpamaṁ kāyamimaṁ viditvā,

Nagarūpamaṁ cittamidaṁ ṭhapetvā;

Yodhetha māraṁ paññāvudhena,

Jitañca rakkhe anivesano siyā.

Pūtigattatissattheravatthu

Aciraṁ vatayaṁ kāyo,

pathaviṁ adhisessati;

Chuddho apetaviññāṇo,

niratthaṁva kaliṅgaraṁ.

Nandagopālakavatthu

Diso disaṁ yaṁ taṁ kayirā,

verī vā pana verinaṁ;

Micchāpaṇihitaṁ cittaṁ,

pāpiyo naṁ tato kare.

Soreyyavatthu

Na taṁ mātā pitā kayirā,

aññe vāpi ca ñātakā;

Sammāpaṇihitaṁ cittaṁ,

seyyaso naṁ tato kare.

Cittavaggo tatiyo.

SC 33The mind is wavering and unsteady,
Difficult to guard, hard to restrain.
The wise one sets it straight,
As a fletcher straightens the arrow’s shaft.

SC 34Like a fish thrown on land from its home in the
water,
This mind thrashes to escape Māra’s realm.

SC 35Good is the taming of the mind,
So difficult to control, so swift,
Jumping toward what it desires.
The tamed mind brings happiness.

SC 36The wise should guard the mind,
So difficult to perceive, so subtle,
Jumping at what it desires.
The protected mind brings happiness.

SC 37The mind wanders far and alone,
Incorporeal and resting in the cavern (of the body).
Those who restrain it
will be released from Māra’s bonds.

SC 38Wisdom does not mature in one of unsteady mind
And drifting faith,
Who knows not the true Dhamma.

SC 39For the one who is awake,
Whose mind is neither afflicted nor filled with desire,
Who has transcended merit and demerit,
There is no fear.

SC 40Having understood this body as a clay pot,
Having established this mind as a fortress,
One should battle Māra with the sword of wisdom,
And protect what has been conquered, clinging to nothing.

SC 41Soon indeed, this body will lie on the earth,
Without consciousness,
Cast away as a worthless log.

SC 42Whatever an enemy would do to an enemy,
A hater to one hated,
Worse than that is the harm that a wrongly directed
mind can do to itself.

SC 43Whatever mother, father, or other relative may do,
Better still, the good that a well-directed
mind can do for itself.