Quivering, wavering, hard to guard, to hold in check: the mind.

The sage makes it straight —like a fletcher the shaft of an arrow.

Like a fish pulled from its home in the water & thrown on land:
this mind flips & flaps about to escape Mara's sway.

Hard to hold down, nimble, alighting wherever it likes: the mind.

Its taming is good.

The mind well-tamed brings ease. So hard to see, so very, very subtle, alighting wherever it likes: the mind.

The wise should guard it. The mind protected brings ease.

Wandering far, going alone, bodiless, lying in a cave: the mind.

Those who restrain it: from Mara's bonds they'll be freed.