A simple fresh green coconut,
Beautiful, numinous
An adept builder takes pain
To build it for months
To quench your thirst,
To fill your stomach with taste of purity
And touch of love & sanctity.
Lo, where is ad for this creator
Ahhaaa..
Never seen on TV drinking coconut water
While surfing, picnicking or serving
Who will remunerate his ad?
He, himself is his ad for ever
Without any charge do hardest labour.
Lo, where is ad for this creator Ahhaaa.. Never seen on TV drinking coconut water While surfing, picnicking or serving Who will remunerate his ad? - - - - - - - - - -Nature giving us pure things .While going after artificial things we rarely realize the value of nature's bounty around us.A beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If He is His own advertisement. then perhaps the medium of exchange is consciousness (or implicate order, or intelligence) . Apparently, the only reward He needs is our fulfillment. Hooray for the divine economy! The ads are broadcast without a media screen. We have a lot to learn.
I fully agree with you. Thanks.