If the master encounters
A king or a woman
Or someone he dearly loves,
He is without desire.
And when he honors
A god or a holy place
Or a man versed in the scriptures,
There is no longing in his heart.
None at all!

He is unperturbed
Even when his servants despise him,
Or his wives, sons, and grandsons mock him.
Even when his whole family makes fun of him,
He is undismayed.

For him there is no pain in pain,
No pleasure in pleasure.
Only those who are like him
Can know his exaltation.

He has no form.
His form is emptiness.
He is constant and pure.
He has no sense of duty,
Which only binds men to the world.