Oh Ye gardener
You come so silently ,
even before I could open my eyes . you touch the plants with your smile , and the petals open up as to greet you……
Your smile signals the end of the night , and as the dawn breaks out , the sparkling dew drops on the leaves give the appearance of the gold as the rays of morning sun play with them
As you walk around the garden , you leave your footprints on the path…. Alas ! by the time we wake up they are gone .
We feel your presence in all the gardens , we go all around looking for you , keep going round and round in circles…
If only we could follow you, we would have enjoyed the serene beauty of garden.
In our carelessness we split the petals , each one of us trying to show the nectar therein , and as we pull the flowers we get thorns strewn around all over the garden. When we get hurt , most of us blame you , O sweet Gardener! But you never forget your garden . We have only to look at the flowers in full bloom , see the buds open up to thank you
Because we may or may not be there , tomorrow , but you would always be there…. Coming so silently , so softly , leaving your footprints for the discerning one , who get chance to follow you…
We in our ignorance , see the joy in his bearing and we blindly keep following him…
May i ask you , O sweet gardener! To come to my little garden and tend the buds I saw smiling at me yesterday……………………..
MUKUL
