Ek panchhi,
Nanha sa,
Komal sa,
Mandra raha tha,
Neel Akash men.
Socha usne,
Mein udu aur,
Chhu lun
Us chandi se chamkte
Shwet badal ko.
Laga puri shakti,
Ud chala tha panchhi
Badal ki
Disha men.
Badal chanchal
Chalta
Kabhi purab
Kabhi pacchim
Kabhi rukta
Fir laga tha
Swayam ko failane.
Aur hua kuchh aisa,
Chhant gaya badal
Bikhar sa gaya
Ho gaya nazron se aaujhal,
Panchhi ke
Pahunchne se pahle.
Kah utha panchhi
Meri Bhul thi
Mein tha bhramit
Mera Lakshya
Thos nahin tha
Kshan-bhangur tha.
Mujhe lakshya
Rakhna tha
Parbat ke un
Garvile shikharon ko
Jo anaadi hai
Anant hai
Jinme Vyapt
Jiwan ki kritartha hai
Dhanyta Hai.
(Inspired by Talks of OSHO)
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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