Through many a birth I wandered in samsara,
but not finding,
the builder of the house.
Sorrowful is it to be born again and again.
House-builder ! thou art seen.
Thou shall build no house again.
All thy rafters are broken.
Thy ridge-pole is shattered.
My mind has attained the unconditioned.
Achieved is the end of craving.
~ Gautama Buddha ~