I, Kulla, went to a charnel ground 
and saw a woman’s body abandoned there, 
discarded in a cemetery, 
full of worms that devoured. 

“See this bag of bones, Kulla—
diseased, filthy, rotten, 
oozing and trickling, 
a fool’s delight.” 

Taking the teaching as a mirror 
for realizing knowledge and vision, 
I examined this body, 
hollow, inside and out. 

As this is, so is that; 
as that is, so is this. 
As below, so above; 
as above, so below. 

As by day, so by night; 
as by night, so by day. 
As before, so behind; 
as behind, so before. 

Even the music of a five-piece band 
can never give such pleasure 
as when, with unified mind, 
you rightly discern the Dhamma.