Once a King was there,
Who ruled three worlds so well;But he took it for granted
And believed he owned it all,
His name was Bali,
Becoz of his qualitiesLord gave him title ‘Maha’
And so he was known as Maha Bali.When ego made a wall
Within his narrow mind,
He couldn’t see the Truth
Even when It ManifestedIn flesh-n-blood in front !
He just saw a Dwarf,
Begging for something HE lacked;
Becoz of the Ego-wall,
He saw HIM only as small-n-poor!
Promised to give with no thinking,
WHO HAS Bestowed him all?
Searched for something to give,
Called his wife, who then reminded him all:
“You were just an Asura Bali,
Got killed during Devasura war;
WHO sent Sukracharya
To give you new life at all?
WHO made you win
Ninety nine Viswajeet yaga?
WHO made you sit on throne
Of three worlds? ‘n’ Made you worth
To donate whatever you feel as yours?
The Bestower never demanded
Ownership or Doership!
HE just made HIS Creation feel
That you only donate all.
HE needs nothing in return,
From any of His Creations;
But He keeps on GivingBlessings, to each one and all!
What is there we can give,
We have brought nothing here,
We just came with empty hands;
What can we take back from here?
What do the Bestower lack-
Which we have in lots?
Is it not the Ego? 'n' this ego-wall
HE Asked you to break ‘n’ see through?”
Mrs Vanaja Ravi Nair AUTHOR |
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