Bhāra: Burden
The burden proper is the load craving picks up, and the donkeys are hauling the lighter half of it. Gold rides on their shoulders, while the weight that counts settles on the men who decided Egypt could save them, taken up the moment that decision was made. A porter sets his sack down at the end of the road; these travelers will carry the wanting home again, whatever Pharaoh says.
Taṇhā: Craving
Craving is the thirst that sends a caravan into a desert no one would cross for its own sake. Assyria is at the door, so the thirst is for safety, for a strong ally, for life to go on unthreatened, and that thirst loads the camels and picks the route. Thirsty men walk toward a mirage as steadily as toward a well, and from inside, the walking feels the same.
Dukkha: Suffering
Trouble and anguish are country here, ground to be crossed, and suffering keeps that shape. Lions and vipers on the Egypt road belong to the same weather as the fear back in Jerusalem; changing location moves the traveler and leaves the terrain exactly where it was. Anyone who has moved house to escape a worry knows the worry arrives with the furniture.
Moha: Delusion
Delusion is the not-seeing that lets an unprofitable people look like a rescue. Egypt is visible, has chariots and horses and a great name, and nothing about the shipment looks foolish on its face; the error sits further down, in trusting a thing that cannot bear weight. A man leans on a rotten post because it still looks like a post.
Saraṇa: Refuge
Refuge is wherever safety gets placed. Treasures ride the humps of camels for hundreds of miles to purchase protection from a people who have none to sell, and the price is handed over long before anyone tests whether the roof holds. Rent on a house with no roof costs the same as rent on a sound one, and the difference shows up in the first storm.