Parideva: Lamentation
Crying out after a blow lands is counted among sufferings in its own right. Four questions arrive one after another, and none of them wants information; each is the sound of a wound speaking. The drought outside has become a drought inside, where the mouth keeps returning to "why" the way a tongue keeps returning to a broken tooth.
Issaranimmāna-vāda: The View That a Lord Made It So
This is the position that every feeling a person meets was authored by a creator's will. Standing on it, Jeremiah can address the dry fields, the sword, and the silence only upward, and every clause of his plea has that shape. The Buddha's objection to it was practical: whoever holds it has nothing left to do but wait for a verdict, which is exactly where this prayer has arrived.
Salla: The Dart
Struck by a dart, an untaught person grieves and takes a second one; the strike is a wound, and the mind's answer to it is another wound. Judah's fields are dry, and that is the first dart, felt by anyone with a body. Reading those dry fields as proof of loathing, a soul turned away, is the second, and it is the one that keeps a person awake all night.
Kamma-vipāka: Deeds Ripening
Deeds come due in their own season, the way grain does. The backslidings tallied on the pages just before this cry are part of the field the famine grew in, so the missing healing is not a refusal but a harvest still coming in. Recovery runs on the same clock, which is why no amount of asking moves it forward a day.
Domanassa: Dejection of Mind
Dejection is the mind's own pain, separate from the body's hunger. Looking for peace is what sets up the drop: the mind leans out toward a good it expects, and when dismay comes instead, the fall measures how far it leaned. Hunger can be met with bread, while this second pain is built from the distance between the expected thing and the arriving one, and no rain touches it.
Khanti: Patient Endurance
Bearing what has already come without adding anything to it was called the highest austerity. With the pleading spent and dismay standing in the room, endurance is the one thing still in Jeremiah's own hands. The drought continues either way, and this is what keeps a person upright inside it, the way a farmer keeps working through a dry season instead of watching the sky.