“The senses meeting the world bring cold and heat, comfort and pain. They come, and they go. They never last. Meet them, and let them pass.”

Cold and heat, comfort and pain arrive through the senses meeting the world, and none of them stays. The verse asks you to meet them the way you meet weather, with a coat and some patience.

This is one of the oldest instructions ever written for sitting with a feeling without drowning in it. The feeling is real, and it is passing, and both of those are true at once.