A swollen river burst its banks. Four broken grass reeds rolled about on the surging waters. One grass reed said, Damn this river. Its destroying me. I will fight it no matter what it takes! The delusional reed fought, tumbled around, struggled and suffered. The river surged on, oblivious to the reed. The second reed said, I will flow with the river. In fact, I will direct it to its destination. The grandiose reed pointed downstream to the sea. The river surged on, oblivious to the reed. The third reed said, I have to understand the source of this river and why it burst its banks. The answers that the inquisitive reed found gave rise to a hundred more questions. The reed broke up and dissolved before coming to a conclusion. The river surged on, oblivious to the reed. The fourth reed went into contemplation and witnessed blissfully that all experience is the Play of the One Supreme. The supra-conscious reed immersed itself in That Oneness, and enjoyed the turbulent ride on the river, bravely. Indeed, the reed became one with the river. Where are you in the story? [Adapted from Devon Ke Dev Mahadev].
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 13:04:16 +0000
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