Lord Buddha

When the divine adoration Springs in him Started shedding desires first , like matured tree, Shedding unused leaves, Divine rays spilled out of inner being, Like drops flown out of filled vessel, The most beautiful and , The most terrible, Dissolved in compassion First animals surrendered , Then humans , Finally nature, Bowed down beneath the mystic eyes, Lotus petals from the heaven, Adorned his crown, His gospels were not preaches, But melting away the 'I' In you, He is the black hole The cosmic hole of compassion.