Jawahar Gupta

Rise and fall

When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.

But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.

On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.

But 0 how wonderful!

I am the unbounded deep
In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside.

~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~~~

Th e poem is based on the Conversation of Sage Ashtavakar
And the Great Emperor ,,King Janaka,

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