Yashodhara - Buddha
A shadow dims Yashodhara's vibrant gaze,
"My love," she murmurs, "lost in wisdom's maze.
A prince you were, with riches at your hand,
Yet craved a truth beyond this earthly land.”
"A deeper purpose," Buddha's voice replies,
"A yearning for the light in veiled disguise.
The soul, a bird in a gilded cage confined,
Seeks boundless skies, a peace for heart and mind.”
"But pleasures beckon, whispers of life missed,
" Yashodhara sighs, a teardrop dims her sight.
"Why chase such shadows, leave behind your vow?
A king's duty calls, a crown upon your brow.”
"The crown, a burden," Buddha softly speaks,
"True wealth lies not in what the kingdom seeks.
We dance in shadows, slaves to blind desire,
Burning in flames, a soul's consuming fire.”
"A path awaits," his voice a gentle stream,
"To break the chains, and chase a different dream.
A lotus blooms, untouched by worldly strife,
An awakened life, a refuge from this life.”
"A perilous quest," Yashodhara implores,
"The world's a web, where sorrow bites and roars.
Can such escape exist, a haven from the storm?
Or just a whisper, keeping love forlorn?”
A smile graces Buddha's lips so wise,
"Beneath the surface, truth forever lies.
Like a hidden treasure, waiting to be known,
This path I walk, to find a peace our own.”
Love's ember glows, a silent, steady flame,
"Though shadows linger, I'll whisper back your name.
To find your light," Yashodhara softly sighs,
"My Buddha walks, beneath the boundless skies.”
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Dr. Padmashree R P
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