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90. To one who has gone the distance,
Who is free of sorrows, freed in every respect;
To one who has left behind all bonds,
Fever there exists not.
91. The mindful ones gird up [themselves].
In no abode do they delight.
Like swans having left behind a pond,
One shelter after another they leave.
92. Those for whom there is no hoarding,
Who have fully understood [the nature] of food,
And whose pasture is freedom
That is empty, that has no sign,
Their course is hard to trace
As that of birds in the sky.
93. In whom the influxes are fully extinct,
Who is not attached to sustenance,
And whose pasture is freedom
That is empty and signless,
His track is hard to trace,
As [that] of birds in the sky.
94. Whose senses have reached an even temper,
Like horses well trained by a charioteer,
Who has discarded self-estimation, who is free of influxes,
Even the gods cherish such a one.
95. Like the earth, he does not oppose.
A firm pillar is such a one, well cultured,
Like a lake rid of mud.
To such a one, travels in samsara there are not.
96. Of such a one, pacified,
Released by proper understanding,
Calm is the mind,
Calm his speech and act.
97. Who has no faith, the ungrateful one,
The man who is a burglar,
Who has destroyed opportunities, ejected wish,
Truly he is a person supreme.
98. Whether in village or in forest,
Whether in valley or on plateau,
Delightful is the ground
Where Arahants dwell.
99. Delightful are forests
Where people do not take delight.
[There] those without passions will delight;
They no sensual pleasures seek.