|The Enlightenment |
In a deep calm forest,
The sunrise beats down on
The wise one.
A sweet singing bird lands -
And hunts for food.
All is peaceful and quiet,
The wise one sits in silence,
Thinkig of nothing,
Feeling nothing but the truth of life.
All alone he sits on lotus leaves.
Coloured rays of light shine around
Glowing the forest,
Animals come out of their homes,
Curious to see this great event.
This is my view on the Buddha's