THE CONTAINER
Water has no inherent figure, size or shape,
It takes the form of the container where it gets
held!
So does the soul reside in vessels of old,
To become formless once we break the mould!
The formless one can take the form He desires,
But we remain formless once we retire!
Raj Nandy
New Delhi
(Under the influence of Zen philosophy)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An inspiring write on life its shape and the mould it carries.... a well conceived thought... Intense write. Rema