You say: become carefree, let all anxiety dissolve, then go into solitude and worship. But worldly ambitions and desires chase after me, endangering my very bond with You. In the end You will betray Yourself: attachment to sense pleasures will drown You once more in the ocean of birth and death. The body is entirely a construction of illusion and never finds rest; its inner and outer conflicts tear it apart, and so the four brief days pass swiftly. Each precious moment slips away for nothing; no amount of wealth can buy it back. Wake up and take the path of your own good. Says Tuka, otherwise you will only cry out in regret later.