Crossing The Stream Testo

few cross over the river, most are stranded on the sideon the banks of the river, they run up and down
but the wise man, following the way, crosses over beyond the reach of death
free from desire, free from possession, free from attachments and appetite
i can't cross it
following the seven lights of awakening and rejoicing greatly in one's freedom
in this world, the wise man becomes himself a light, that's pure, shining and free