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Lo! Mere remembering
makes the friend meet...so
the rose is too happy to contain himself,
happy-faced he begins to swing in joy, and this
by itself meant the welcome of the friend's arrival.
The flower bathes the wind in love, in response
the wind waves the flower with love.
Silence prevails for some moments! Then the wind says politely:
"You remembered me...
I want to know the reason
so that may perform the incidental duty and fill myself with merit (punya),
may sanctify myself that's all, there is no other purpose...... Yes!
That I do something for others, become useful, helpful is a pretext,
making others a madhyama (medium) to proceed towards madhyama i.e., equanimity
is an easiest way,
and a catharsis for the contempt, the hate
for others filled in oneself !"
Silent Soil :: 259
