The Story of Mahadhana, a Merchant

While residing at the Jetavana monastery, the Buddha uttered Verse (286) of this book, with reference to Mahadhana, a merchant from Baranasi.
Once, a merchant from Baranasi came to a festival in Savatthi with five hundred carts fully loaded with textiles and other merchandise. When he reached a river bank near Savatthi the river was in spate; so he could not cross the river. He was held up for seven days as it was raining hard and the water did not subside. By that time, he was already late for the festival, and there was no need for him to cross the river.
Since he had come from a long distance he did not want to return home with his full load of merchandise. So he decided to spend the rainy season, the cold season and the hot season in that place and said so to his assistants. The Buddha while going on an alms-round knew the decision of the merchant and he smiled. Ananda asked the Buddha why he smiled and the Buddha replied, "Ananda, do you see that merchant? He is thinking that he would stay here and sell his goods the whole year. He is not aware that he would die here in seven days' time. What should be done should be done today. Who would know that one would die tomorrow? We have no date fixed with the King of Death. For one who is mindful by day or by night, who is not disturbed by moral defilements and is energetic, to live for just one night is a well-spent life."
Then the Buddha sent Ananda to Mahadhana, the merchant. Ananda explained to Mahadhana that time was running out for him, and that he should practise mindfulness instead of being negligent. On learning about his impending death, Mahadhana was alarmed and frightened. So, for seven days, he invited the Buddha and other bhikkhus for alms-food. On the seventh day, the Buddha expounded a discourse in appreciation (anumodana).
Then the Buddha spoke in verse as follows:

Kết Một Tràng Hoa

Thiền Sư Thích Nhất Hạnh

Tích Truyện Pháp Cú

Thiền viện Viên Chiếu

Tâm Minh Ngô Tằng Giao

Chuyển Dịch Thơ

Translated by Acharya Buddharakkhita
Xa lìa các dòng lũ lụt, như gió thổi tan mây, biết diệt trừ các vọng tưởng thì sẽ đạt tới tri kiến chân chính.

Mùa mưa ta ở đây,

Ðông, hạ cũng ở đây,

Người ngu tâm tưởng vậy,

Không tự giác hiểm nguy.

“Nơi đây ta ở mùa mưa,

Đông về, hạ tới cũng ưa chốn này”

Người ngu nghĩ dại khờ thay

Nào hay nguy hiểm cạnh ngay tử thần

Luôn luôn cái chết rất gần.

"Here shall I live during the rains, here in winter

and summer" — thus thinks the fool. He does not realize the danger (that death might intervene).