Once, Ananda, the disciple,
Who was thirsty, went to a well
To drink water and saw on the spot,
A girl drawing water in her pot.
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a feeling of goodness on that girl when she was not treated as a low caste....beautifully brought out in this episode...10
Bravo~ I haven't actually heard about this side of the story but I certainly enjoyed reading your narrative poem. Choice of words are simple yet deep into the core. Oh and I'm a Buddhist as well =)
A lovely story. Kindness should be given without measure to all regardless of their station in life. Blessings to you, Sandra