Thought for the day, Tuesday 29th March

Mettika from the Therigatha (Songs of the Nuns), poems composed by early female followers of the Buddha,

“Though I am weak and tired now,
And my youthful step long gone,
Leaning on this staff,
I climb the mountain peak.
My cloak cast off, my bowl overturned,
I sit here on this rock.
And over my spirit blows
The breath
Of liberty.”