A single grain of donor's rice,
Is as weighty as Mount Sumeru.
If one should eat it and then fail to cultivate,
One will have to repay the debt by wearing fur and horns.
This day is already done,
Our lives are that much less.
We're like fish in evaporating water,
What joy can there be in this?
We should be as diligent and vigorous,
As if our own heads were at stake.
Never forget impermanence!
Be careful, and never be lax!