It’s not the cold or heat for me, nor the being caught in the net; it’s that my lady, the fish, thinks of me, “He went for joy to another.”
Stories of Past Lives 35 The Book of the Ones Nests The Quail: a past life story
I have wings that do not fly! I have feet that do not walk! Mother and father have fled! Jātaveda the fire: go back!
Stories of Past Lives 36 The Book of the Ones Nests Bird: a past life story
You sky-flyers staying near the great evergreen, this fire is emerging! Geese! Flee to the quarters! The threat is born from the refuge!
Stories of Past Lives 37 The Book of the Ones Nests The Partridge: a past life story
Those people who honor the elder are experts in the teaching; praised in this life, they’re destined for happiness in lives to come.
Stories of Past Lives 38 The Book of the Ones Nests The Crane: a past life story