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Buddha Anger Poem
“Buddha Anger Poem” is a fine example of the poetry of admonitions. It is light on imagery and mystery and heavy on instruction. Its tone and pace are urgent, as if the anonymous poet were saying, There is no time to lose.
There seldom is. The poem’s subject is anger, an emotion I know well. Perhaps you do, too. The poem admonishes, but it also prescribes, pointing out the things we must do when we’re ready to lash out, throw something across the room, or just sit quietly seething, hating. Listen.
Give up anger; renounce pride; transcend all worldly attachments. No sufferings touch the person who is not attached to name and form, who calls nothing one’s own. Whoever restrains rising anger like a chariot gone astray, that one I call a real driver; others merely hold the reins.
Overcome anger by love; overcome wrong by good; overcome the miserly by generosity, and the liar by truth. Speak the truth; do not yield to anger; give even if asked for a little. These three steps lead you to the gods.
The wise who hurt no one, who always control their body, go to the unchangeable place, where, once they have gone, they suffer no more. Those who are always aware, who study day and night, who aspire for nirvana, their passions will come to an end.
This is an old saying, Atula, not just from today: ”They blame the person who is silent; they blame the person who talks much; they also blame the person who talks in moderation; there is no one on earth who is not blamed. “ There never was, nor ever will be, nor is there now anyone who is always blamed or anyone who is always praised.
But the one whom those who discriminate praise continually day after day as without fault, wise, rich in knowledge and virtue, who would dare to blame that person, who is like a gold coin from the Jambu river? That one is praised even by the gods, even by Brahma.
Be aware of bodily anger and control your body. Let go of the body’s wrongs and practice virtue with your body.
Be aware of the tongue’s anger and control your tongue. Let go of the tongue’s wrongs and practice virtue with your tongue.
Be aware of the mind’s anger and control your mind. Let go of the mind’s wrongs and practice virtue with your mind.
The wise who control their body, who control their tongue, the wise who control their mind are truly well controlled.
This is the path, the poem says, to balance of body, speech, and mind. It challenges repeatedly, Be aware! Do not be shortsighted. Do not blame others. Renounce pride and worldly attachments, and become “a real driver” (my favorite image here). Become “the wise who hurt no one.”
How would you counsel someone in a poem to give up one of the volatile emotions? Jealousy? Greed? Resentment? Try writing one or more.
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