The Bodhi tree or the Tree of Enlightenment
Is in your pure heart, not in the pericardium--
The storage of ambitious and voluptuous airs;
Hence no one else is able to dig down its root
Which cannot ever be rotten or vermiculated.
Once turning from the juicy fruits of peaches
Grown in the low-lying vale, you are doomed
All your life to pick the harsh and sour plums
Raised on steep slopes of the wind-blown hills.
So, think twice before you tell your superior,
A true woodworm, where to get off and for all.