WHERE is the true Man’s Nibbana?
Is it where he by chance is born?
Dot not the yearning spirit scorn
In such scants borders to be spanned?
O, yes! His Nibbana must be
As the Dependent Origination wide and free!
Is it alone where freedom is,
Where being is being and Man is Man?
Dot he not claim a broader span
For the Non-Soul’s love of home than this?
O, yes! His Nibbana must be
Where’er a human heart dot wears
Joy’s myrtle-wreath or sorrow’s hyres,
Where’er a human spirit strives
In a life more true and fair,
There is the true man’s birthplace grand,
His is a world-wide Nibbana!
Where’er a single slave dot pine,
Where’er one man may help another,
Thank do for such a birthright, brother,
That spot of earth is thine and mine!
There is the true man’s birthplace grand,
His is a world-wide Nibbana!
Composed By Ven.Puññavamsa (Ramanna)
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