Why do you lament for that compound of five elements deserted by their presiding gods, no longer occupied (by the soul), motionless, and stiff as a piece of wood? Why do you not grieve for your own selves.
पञ्चेन्द्रियपरित्यक्तं शुष्कं काष्ठत्वमागतम्। कस्माच्छोवथ तिष्ठन्तमात्मानं किं न शोचथ॥