Born Today or the Morrow - The Worthy (Arahanta Vaggo)

If you were my child born today
or the morrow,
you'd be lovingly swaddled
in the softest of cloth,
stained the colour of saffron.

Moist ruby red lips to Brahma breasts
would be taken

You would never know hunger,
yet be free of attachment.

Your drink would be dhamma,
the ambrosia elixir
of virtue and peace
and of blessed contentment.

You'd know total acceptance
of love and compassion.

Each whimper consoled,
and each day would know comfort.

All pain would dissolve,
you'd be lifted through turmoil.

Each moment you'd follow
bird's path with assurance.

Your doubts would be calmed
and your fears would be silenced.

You'd be braced when you'd stumble,
yet each day you would strengthen.

Born today, or the morrow,
through boundless love and sincerity,
with truth and enlightenment,
follow bird's path
with clarity.