Monday, August 6, 2012

Pearls



How
   long
     does
       it
         take
           for the marrow inside the oyster
              to roll into a ball, and harden, and become a pearl?


How
  long
    does
      it
        take
          for the young fisherman
            to dive deep into the ocean, take out 
                 a hundred oysters every day and finally smile 
                              because there is a pearl inside one of them?

How
  long
    does
      it
        take
           for him to gather
               the second pearl and the third pearl
                  and the fourth pearl and the fifth pearl 
                                    and the many-hundredth pearl?

How
   long
     does
       it
         take
           for him to choose the largest 
             and the roundest and the shiniest pearls, 
               drill them, put them one by one 
                  into a delicate silk thread, and make the 
                    most beautiful necklace for the most beautiful neck?



                   And, how long does it take,
O my friend,
for that thread to break 
and for all the pearls to scatter 
in hundred different directions                                     
never to meet again?



Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Middle Path


he was cold
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and
   he went to a
          warm
          up
          party
and
he warmed up 
and 
warmed up
and started boiling
and
   he went to a
         cool
         down
         party


Monday, April 30, 2012

Gifts for the Master


 His dream was to meet the master
and learn from him
the art of living.

But how could he go empty handed?

And, he started gathering
gifts and offerings.

After what seemed like an eternity,  
he arrived at the master's gates
old, fragile and exhausted
burdened with bags and baggage,
tearful eyes and trembling hands.

As he bent down  to pay his respect,
with a lump in his throat,
the master smiled that smile
and said:
I was waiting for you!
But will you leave all that stuff out
before you come in?
 
 

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

नियती



दाग-रहित बाँच्ने प्रयास
गरिरहन्छु

मेरो
यो प्रयास
कुनै बखत पनि
नटुटोस भनेर होला शायद

ममाथी
निरन्तर
दाग लगाइरहन्छ

मलाई
अनुग्रहित बनाइरहन्छ . . . 



Tuesday, April 10, 2012

The Mountain and the Molehills




Only
when he 
saw the majestic 
Everest soaring high 
into the sky he realized 
all the mountains he had been 
worshiping so far with admiration 
and awe  were mere miniature molehills.