AKELDAMA
Gautama Buddha stood near the corpse of Judas Iscariot.
Hot blood was still gushing out from his broken skull. The potter’s field remained like a red painting made of blood and his bowels, gushed out, looked like mating pythons.
‘One-day, this place will be known as Akeldama... the field of blood’; Gautama told himself and sank into deep meditation.
Jesus was sitting beside him in tears when he opened his eyes...
‘Why do you cry?’
‘Sacrifice recognizes sacrifice,’ replied Jesus.
Buddha smiled and that smile got transferred to Jesus, for true smile is made of sacrifice!
Premji
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It sure wasn't a good investment in that field for poor Judas. Still, a smile is a smile.
what vivid imagery
and how entertainingly
you worded this succinct parable,
I like the idea of our deities
getting along, while we
kill each other in their name,
just goes to show
if people aren't willing to heed
even the efforts of martyrs
be they deity or flesh
are deemed: obsolete...
a wonderful read, thanks for sharing
Thank you so much....
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