I like small babies...
Because they are innocent,
spreading joy in the air with their sweet smiles.
Like just blooming jasmines,
Whitest white, flawless,
filling the world with their own fragrances.
I want to become like them…
Innocent, pure, clean
And miles away from the
cruelty, crookedness and all the “bad” things in life.
Just like a clean mirror
but clean and clear always.
And like a huge sky,
Holds everything and itself nothing.
Pure in thought, innocent by mind,
That’s the life I like to live,
But life like this comes on the ashes…
Ashes remained after burning
The fuel like impure thought, bad habits,
Limitless desires, and by burning
Whatever the “bad” that comes in the way.
But against all this,
I like to walk on this “ashes”
And want to fill the life’s path
With beautiful blooms like purity, love,
Sympathy and peace,
Which leads to GOD’s own home.
‘One’ flower can’t make fine earth fragrant,
I wish all the ‘living ones’ should follow
The path of purity and make the universe
A beautiful garden full of fragrance.