The lake
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| "The dancing rays of the sun happily sat in the heart of the lotus" |
One, with the stillness of existence.
But the hand of the wind comes
And brings little waves on its bosom.
The lotus swirled around , but ,
Then, it all came down .
It was all still again.
The divine hand ,
In a thinking gesture,
pondered,
"How, now, can I play at my leisure?"
Then he mixed a little of blue hue,
In the lake's milieu.
He dipped it in colours anew
But the alchemy did not change the lake.
It still remained the same.
The lotus lay un-bloomed amidst the play.
The hand, with a flick, made the clouds flee,
And the Sun smiled with glee.
The dancing rays of the Sun happily sat in the heart of the lotus.
And out of mirth the lotus blossomed and spread its petals.
The picture of the lake,
He, held close to his heart.
He went on to make many such,
For the utter love of creation.
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