Theragāthā — Versos dos Monges Anciãos — 3.5 — Mātaṅgaputta

1“It’s too cold, too hot,
too late,” they say.
When the young neglect their work like this,
opportunities pass them by.

2But one who considers heat and cold
as no more than blades of grass—
he does his duties as a man,
and his happiness never fails.

3With my chest I’ll thrust aside
the grasses, vines, canes,
the vetiver, rushes and reeds,
and foster seclusion.