" The flower blooms for the fruit,
When the fruit comes the flower lies dead..."
Kabir Das in Kabir Bani; Kabir- the sufi saint poet of India


Essence of Living


The flower lives for the fruit,
When the fruit comes the flower withers...

The bee lives to gather honey,
When the honey is gathered,
It dies in its own sweetness...

The seed lives to bloom into a tree,
When the sapling sprouts the seed dies...

The musk deer lives to produce aroma
While it's killed for its very worth,
Though a sad state of affairs...

The very essence of things living,
Lies in their doom and death...

Life is the other name of
Rejuvenation,
Reincarnation...



Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India,
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
12.03.2007.

Photo: 'Sydney Vineyards' by and ©: Zoya Zaidi




Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2009-03-17 at 13:51

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Zoey Jane
nice poem
It makes me think 'What I born for?'
2009-08-23


Kathy Lockhart
in dying to ourselves we allow the spirit to bloom within us creating flowers with seedlings spreading across the land through the gift of nature. Thus, we really live in giving ourselves away.

you bring such thoughts to mind my dear Zoya. Thank you for posting you beautiful mind inspiring words.
xxkathy
2009-03-17


kath
Yes, that is the way life goes forever in a circle and yet managing to change and rejuvinate ... regain force and start all over again carrying everything within always
2009-03-17


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Life and death, it is the eternal circle and life force

Elle x
2009-03-17


J. E.
Wise words, done with master strokes!
2009-03-17