He did not know God and did not obey Him

For he did not content himself with his fate and provision

Contentment makes a man rich

Tell the greedy traveler

Gain stability, O one without firmness

For no plant grows on a rolling stone

Do not nourish the body if you are a man of reason and wisdom

For by nurturing it, you are killing him

The wise nourish art among the people

For the body nurturers grow weak in art

Someone who listened to the character of a human

Who first silenced the dog of his desires

Eating and sleeping are the only paths of the beast

To persist in this is the way of the fool

How fortunate is the one who in a corner

Gathers sustenance from knowledge

For those who have had the truth revealed to them

Falsehood had no control over them

But when darkness does not know light

What sight can the demon see, or the face of the angel?

Why did you cast yourself into that path?

When you could not recognize the way to turn back?

Like the soaring falcon above the sky

Why bind a stone of desire to its wings?

If you free it from the grip of passion

It will ascend to the farthest tree

By reducing your habits, you will consume less

You will turn your ability into your kingdom

Where can a wild beast arrive in a kingdom?

It is not right for it to fly from the earth to the heavens

First, take on the character of a human

Then, consider the nature of kingship

You are riding on the back of a young camel

Be careful lest its neck turns against your command

For if the sheep escapes your grasp

You will destroy yourself, and your blood will spill

If a man lives according to his portion of food

Can such a full-bellied person be called a man or a beast?

The place of strength is within, along with remembrance and spirit

You think it is only for bread and nothing else

Where can remembrance fit in a sack of greed?

Greed stretches its legs, making it hard to breathe

The body nurturers lack awareness

For a full stomach is void of wisdom

Two eyes and a full stomach cannot be satisfied by anything

It is better to be empty than this twisting gut

Like hell, which when fed, cries out for more

It calls out: ‘Is there more to be had?’

Jesus might die from starvation

You are chained to the work of feeding a donkey

Do not sell your faith, O lowly one, for the world

Do not buy the donkey with the Gospel of Jesus

Do you not see that the beast and the prey

Are caught only by the hunger of greed?

The leopard that arrogantly hunts the beasts

Is caught in a trap to eat like a mouse

Like a mouse, the one who eats bread and cheese

Will fall into its trap and be struck by its arrow