Come O sorrows, thou art a waking call,
As happiness heals me like sleeping pills,
Upon a hard day's work how respite feels—
Let doors to joy open where there was wall.
In dark clouds a silver line all so bright
Seems pleasure on the crest of deep-set pain—
A Buddha smile with space for pain and plight,
A middle path welcoming sun and rain!
Imagine life deserted by grey grief,
Nary a scope of a cool breeze of joy,
If easy goes the road to far off cliff,
Journey's thrill plateaus like joys of new toy.
There's unknown thrill in getting way lost,
And reaching still the right place if at cost!
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Sonnets | 15.10.15 |
thoroughly pluck the right place of life and meaningful note of this poem
Thank you Mahtab Bangalee. Sometimes your comments are more enigmatic than Mona Lisa's smile. But I will follow Buddha and take the middling message.
A Buddha smile with space for pain and plight, A middle path welcoming sun and rain! A lovely poem on the middle path of Buddha
Thank you so much for the feedback. Sometimes I wonder how most religions say more or less the same thing in different words. Bhagavad Gita tells us to equal in times good or bad, transcend life's opposing duals. This is nothing but Buddha's middle path. And still wars are fought for religions.
If there is no change with a challenge in life then there will be no thrill in life at all..this sonnet clearly and beautifully sings that...last two lines are superb 10+++++
Thank you dear poet readers, I will visit this space again to respond to your comments. I do not see any feedback right now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Buddha smile with space for pain and plight...................While delving deep into the line, I recollect, 'Desire is the cause of all sorrows'....Therefore, the great lord Budhha always smiled.....A great work sir...10