Jain Journal 1975 10

Author(s): Jain Bhawan Publication
Publisher: Jain Bhawan Publication

Page 42

OCTOBER, 1975
Vardhaman :
Your prayer has been accepted for better or for worse, that Lord Adinath alone knows. The Butea Frondosa (Kimshuk) blossoms red. But none can say whether the redness of flowers decorates the trees or brings out the flame burning in his heart.
Yashoda :
Crimson is always symbolic of love. The redness which you see in the east comes from the vermilion in which Aurora is dressed when she descends in the sky. Look at these lamps in my tray. The red flame from the lamps circles round you.
Vardhaman :
But do not forget my dear, that the lamp burns.
Yashoda :
Blessed are those that burn in the welcome of their Lord.
Vardhaman :
They burn with oil. And when the oil is consumed, the flame of ovation is gone.
Yashoda :
The oil that gushes forth from my love will never end. My love will always shine like the Pole Star ; and the Great Bear of happiness will always revolve round the Pole Star.
Vardhaman :
But the Pole Star is stationery in the sky, inspite of itself.
Yashoda :
Nobody knows what goes on in the mind of another. But for myself, I had only one wish to be in your service all my life.
Vardhaman :
How can you be in my service, if I do not want any service from you.
Yashoda :
The Lord never demands service. It is the devotee that derives pleasure in rendering voluntary service to the Lord. See that side. What a beautiful lake is over there. How lovely the lotus look in the morning light. The beetles are humming encomiums to the lotus. But the lotus are indifferent to the approach of the beetles. And yet the beetles gather from all direction to pay their homage to the lotus.