I am ordained to be a mirror
My dharma is to reflect others
As they are.
The world sees itself in me
Those who love themselves
Adore me
Those who hate their own visages
Hate me too.
Whenever the mirror gets coated
With dust which is my ego
I wipe it off with introspection
And become bright as ever
Only to reflect others as they are
And thus fulfil my karma
(Hyderabad) (August 28 '09)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem