Waka on the Bodhisattva life


Awake or asleep,

What I pray for

In my grass-hut

Is to bring others across

Before myself.


Although this ignorant person

May never become a Buddha,

I vow to take others across

Because I am a monk.


Each moment, awake or asleep,

In my grass-thatched hut,

I offer this prayer:

May Shakyamuni Buddha’s compassion

Envelop the world.


What can I accomplish?

Although not yet a Buddha,

Let my priest’s body

Be a raft to carry

Sentient beings to the yonder shore.