Infinite Wisdom - Poem by Raj Arumugam
And so in days past
the Zen Master sat with his disciples
in silent meditation
and a Divine Being appeared before them all
and addressing the Master, the Divine Being said:
'Hey, listen you - yeah, you, the Eminently Bald
For your patient and sustained meditation
I offer you a reward
Choose what you like:
infinite wisdom, infinite beauty, or infinite money'
'Infinite wisdom, of course, ' said the Master, promptly
And so it was done, and the Divine Being disappeared
as Divine Beings usually do
Silence followed and then one disciple dared to speak:
'Oh Master, tell us something
now that you have Infinite Wisdom'
There was no pause, and the Master said:
'I wish I'd chosen Infinite Money'
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