To many creatures
Is quiet from outside
And in the middle of it
Under a banyan tree
A monk is meditating
Deep in thoughts
Saturated with prayers
Open his eyes of wisdom
To share with this world and he said;
‘The more you speak the more you propagate lies’
In a battle with self
He saw a lawyer who knew the art of communication
And to defend his words, whereas
This poor man only spoke the plain truth
Without being articulate in speeches
They celebrated the temporary victory
With pomp and party
where the truth crawled In the darkest night
to pass the tunnel of trial and test
the wisdom he spread is
‘ To keep the same silence as mountains does with firmness’
And not to get carried away like the falling rivers
Passing through the valleys, making loud sounds
To finally merge with the silent sea.
And I moved on……