Thag 3:5  Mātaṅgaputta

It’s too cold,

too hot,

too late in the evening—

people who say this,

shirking their work:

The moment passes them by.

Whoever regards cold & heat

as no more than grass,

doing his manly duties,

won’t fall away

from ease.

With my chest

I push through wild grasses—




cultivating a heart

bent on seclusion.

See also: AN 8:95