St Kabeer's Couplets 5: When Season Comes, Come Fruits Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

St Kabeer's Couplets 5: When Season Comes, Come Fruits

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Slowly, O thou fleeting mind,
Slowly the ways of world wind;
You may pour down plenty a pot,
Season comes come fruits on the dot.
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Hereunder is given the original doha, a couplet by Kabeer, which when rendered in English takes all of four lines, a quatrain or more:

Dheere dheere re mana, dheere sub kutch hoye
Mali seenche sau ghada, ritu aaye phal hoye

This couplet emphasizes on the importance of patience in life. Learn from nature, it says. Nature is never in hurry, and still does everything that needs be done. Any action always fetches fruits. But one should not do things expecting fruits in a hurry.

Topic: nature, deeds, fruits, patience

Friday, January 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,patience
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 17 January 2020

A wonderful and well composed quatrain. Patience is a great attribute that will ensure one to success. A great poem with insight and wisdom.

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Aniruddha Pathak 17 January 2020

I'm pleased, appreciation has come from right quarters. Thank you so much.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 17 January 2020

A brilliant poem that emphasizes the importance of patience in life! A precious quatrain sir.................10

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Aniruddha Pathak 17 January 2020

In this rat-race world, patience has become dearer. Thanks for the feedback/rating.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 17 January 2020

nice I have known many who have just no patience some are patients of patience in an earthly demo to aliens they asked where is the kid we produced instantly in our domain we have to 9 months remain LOL LAUGHED THE ALIEN Then what was the hurry for towards the end

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Aniruddha Pathak 17 January 2020

'Some are patients of patience'. I liked this expression. ...and yes I've heard about this joke. It is our habit. We hurry up frantically to reach anywhere, and then stretch our feet on an easy chair and while away the time. Thanks PP for visiting. Incidentally, 'nice' is often used as a pejorative.

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Aniruddha Pathak

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Godhra - Gujarat
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