I’m well freed, well freed, “Sumuttikā sumuttikā, so very well freed from the pestle! Sādhumuttikāmhi musalassa; My shameless husband was most certainly a mushroom, Ahiriko me chattakaṁ vāpi, my mortar wafted like an eel. Ukkhalikā me deḍḍubhaṁ vāti.

Greed and hate sizzle and hiss Rāgañca ahaṁ dosañca, as I squelch them. Cicciṭi cicciṭīti vihanāmi; Having gone to the root of a tree, Sā rukkhamūlamupagamma, I meditate happily, thinking, “Oh, what bliss!” Aho sukhanti sukhato jhāyāmī”ti.

… Sumaṅgalamātā therī ….