A Samurai to a Zen Master went,
Unhappy, Zen, not sword, claimed more esteem.
Look, Moon has silvery lustre, no scent;
Now look at rose that ever fragrant seem.
Comparison maketh man unhappy,
Why worldly goodness fails to enrich life,
Life grooved to presumed patterns most men see,
Not poetry, but see only its strife.
So, haply rejoice in richness your own,
Rose never envies Moon, nor yet Moon rose,
Behind their masks ye should look at men close,
And you'll know reasons for their muted moan.
If life gets stuck on to preconceived grooves,
Get liberated. Life is life if moves.
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Sonnets | 04.12.2017 |
Comparison maketh man unhappy......the rality..the truth! I enormously admire the pragmatic expression! An inspirational piece of poetry......10
Thank you Dr Swain. You are right. There is enough richness in every individual. Instead of looking over one's shoulder, one should look within and be in touch with own richness. God has made everyone as unique.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The title alone of this poem is very captivating and inspiring. A wonderful poem full of wisdom. " Why wordly goodness fails to enrich life." A powerful line from a wonderful poem that is so very true.10+++ and on to my Poem List.
Thank you indeed, Rose Marie, for the encouraging words.