satishverma

Poverty Was Beautiful

I injected in you the
power to kill me to redeem me from
the debt of resuscitation.

A snake has a home
in you. When a snakecharmer comes,
the reptile comes out to drink milk.

It took generations to
realize that sacred fig was not only to
give shelter to Buddha. It was water too.

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    worded depiction of the virtues extracted, from a chosen life of simplicity
    where searching humility reigns supreme
    and self-love: is no mere act of vanity..
    yet another wonderful read



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