The Seer And The Beggar. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Seer And The Beggar.
Ego battered, bereaved of kith and kin,
Bereft of worldly things, a beggar dies
With no wish, no curse and no regrets;
That amounts to detachment of the world.
Ego nursed, blessed with devotees,
Proud of being humble, can a seer die
With no wish, no curse and no regrets,
To confirm to detachment of the world?
More than the seer, it is the beggar
Who is fit to dispense with rebirth.
Can you follow the path of the beggar?
Is there salvation sans humiliation?
A seer is proud he leads you to God.
You are proud you follow him to God.
You both want to leave your names behind.
With the love for the world after your exit,
Can you hope that you avoid rebirth?
26.03.2007
Indeed a thought-provoking poem comparing the high brow seer to the humble beggar....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 1:46:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well, a seer need not necessarily be like that; nor is a beggar necessarily like that either. It's not a matter of being one or the other, it's a matter of attitude. Nevertheless you make a wise point, and you make it well.