THE BUDDHA
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Saturday, 21 June 2014
THE BUDDHA
When those feet tasted the first dust
A deep sorrow misted his heart
A violent storm choked blue flow
The lotus seemed to lost its glow
A deep sorrow misted his heart
All entangled in dream’s meshes
The lotus seemed to lost its glow
The lion’s out snapping the net
All entangled in dream’s meshes
Nettle-desire had broken sting
The lion’s out snapping the net
Paths carved for the brave to follow
Nettle-desire had broken sting
Luster found the old home once lost
Paths carved for the brave to follow
Golden lotus bloomed on His trail
Posted for Kerry’s hosting Play It Again Toads @ Real Toads: my chosen prompt is Get Famous by Fireblossom
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Only follow those lotus paths can we find safety from the lion's claw and nettle stings. Wonderfully smooth writing,
ReplyDeleteI cannot say I know much about Buddha, apart from what I learned watching a movie or two. I like the image of 'paths carved for the brave to follow'.
ReplyDeleteI wish I knew more about the Buddha. In your poem I like the last stanza with the paths for brave to follow and the golden lotus blooming.
ReplyDeleteWe all struggle to find the best (right?) path for us.
ReplyDeleteSome very exotic images here, at least from my perspective. The 'nettle' bit reminded me that I have to cut some more of the stinging nettle from my garden as it is growing out of bounds (and it STINGS!).
ReplyDeletewow!! beautifulll... the path of enlightenment does lead to joy !!
ReplyDeleteI'm not quite sure about the form you used here but it reads smoothly well with the repeated lines. Spot-on about Buddha's ways.
ReplyDeleteI tried Pantoum...though not sure if I did justice to it...
Deletewhile we are many of us on different pathes....we can all relate to the following....the perils of following....and the joys of following...nicely done....
ReplyDeleteYes!
ReplyDeleteZQ
i like the sequence and path you took me on this piece.
ReplyDeletethe lotus plant if held in one's palm can emerse one into a momentary path of calm.
gracias
Pantoum is sometimes difficult to keep from sounding sing-songy--nice job here with avoiding that. Your images and language are very original, very intense. I'm sure the Buddha would identify with the sentiments here.
ReplyDeleteI don't think the trail was meant to be easy, but knowing that lotus will glow again is why, that's why! Acceptance of the path makes it a little easier. This bloom, your poem, makes this very clear. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteHello Sumana,
ReplyDeletedifficult form, the pantoum. I'd forgotten how to do it. You managed beautifully and made the repeats seem so natural.
This is very beautiful, Sumana. I love the golden lotus blooming on his trail.
ReplyDeleteyes and his was a holy trail, have a nice Sunday
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much love...
anything related to Buddha is close to my heart ... well written!
ReplyDeleteOften the path is stony, but accepting it will bruise takes away a little of the pain...beautiful piece
ReplyDeleteThe masters lead the way for the rest of us to follow.
ReplyDeleteGlad for the paths for the brave to follow. I think the lotus is happy as well. Back on the farm I delighted in 'teasing' the nettle, playing with it and not getting stung.
ReplyDelete..
this felt like a proverb. I enjoyed its phrases and hopefully if I'll ever get free time I'll try and discern each one this summer. Beautiful and spiritual.
ReplyDeleteI admire the positive spin & meaningful lines inspired by a great spiritual leader ~ A lovely form as well ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
I enjoyed your poem-life is a struggle. Some find the lotus sooner than others. I too love the form you used~
ReplyDeleteWell done.
ReplyDeleteI've often wondered what our gods think of us.
another lovely pantoum!
ReplyDelete"Paths carved for the brave to follow" :i like the thought. :)
Nice to write about the Buddha. He followed his path - with all the difficulties that entailed. And really in life there's no easy road. Enjoyed this meditative poem.
ReplyDelete'When those feet tasted the first dust
ReplyDeleteA deep sorrow misted his heart' ~ thought of being first...about line between gods and human besides immortality ...thoughtful poem of many layers.
Soothing.. Serene and oozes with positivity :)
ReplyDeleteThis poem is evocative...so much powerful imagery employed in this and great use of form. Excellent writing!
ReplyDeleteHey Sumana,
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Anand