PassengerPigeon/Sutras
Sutras are too much fun to write. Here is a storage place for sutras I am not yet using.
This is a sutra about a maiden:
Whose life had once been sweet;
The days were triumphant, and the nights exceeded them.
But all of a sudden she was bereft;
Nothing she said was of any use,
and so she cried as her love abandoned her.
She knew it was useless, but she did not know how else to bid him farewell.
The maiden consoled herself,
remembering a friend from her childhood,
who had been very dear to her;
her heart had broken when she lost them, just as it did today.
But she knew that her love had never been such a friend;
He did not stand by her when she faltered,
Nor when she was in need of celebration.
Still, she thought they should wait to see what came of it;
But he did not agree, and what he wanted was, in the end, what came to pass.
So she drew herself up, and said all that she had left to say:
"You will not have the opportunity to hurt me again."
Once there was a maiden who had lost her mind:
She placed her feet firmly in the air
And her head on the ground,
And practiced all manner of trickery.
Her head shattered,
But it was empty inside,
And, realizing this, she began to seek after what she had lost.
She swam to the deepest depths in search of it,
But all the animals fled from her
Except for a tiny fish,
Which came to her and made conversation.
"Where is my mind?" she asked.
"It is far out in the water," the fish replied.
"If you look very carefully,"
"You can see it swimming."
