Saturday, September 25, 2010

a hundred buckets

Dheere dheere re mana, dheere sub kutch hoye
Mali seenche so ghara, ritu aaye phal hoye

Slowly slowly O mind, everything in own pace happens
The gardener may water with a hundred buckets, fruit arrives only in its season
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