He lived in a palace, in a big city where , market places were frequented by large caravans.
Palaces were full of laughter , merry making and dances
the streets were dense with merry throngs of women and merchants
He left all of these for tranquility and quietness
And meditated for long years in the jungle, seeking the truth that has eluded many wise sages for centuries
His followers, after 2600 years after the truth was found
Make noises in villages and cities
To celebrate the that truth, he found alone in thickness of silence
The language of the gods.
ReplyDeleteIn palaces of laughter, he once dwelled,
Where markets bustled, tales were held.
But seeking truth, he chose to roam,
Through jungles vast, to find his home.
Amidst the silence, deep and still,
He sought the truth, with iron will.
And in the quiet, he did find,
The language of the gods, divine.
Centuries hence, his truth proclaimed,
In cities loud, his name is named.
But in the silence, he remains,
Where wisdom's whispered, free from chains.