Trees are Nature's teachers.
Sacred guardians of an ancient, but timeless wisdom. They are time honoured
guides for the ways of Man.
And when trouble beckons, that
they raise their eyes to the Heavens.
And their help shall come from the one who created the Heaven and earth.
And their help shall come from the one who created the Heaven and earth.
That
they abide by my instructions
And
their feet not go astray.
That
they not follow the vices and temptations of a young world.
But
act with the wisdom of ages.
Come and glory in the shade of my wisdom.
I
shall teach you the wisdom of yore and secrets of the morrow.
You
shall learn to fall and to not fear.
You
shall learn to get up and to bow your head in humility.
Come
and I shall teach you.
Come and glory in the
shade of my wisdom and you shall never bear the heat of folly.
That
when they feel low, when they lose their sense of direction
That
they look within themselves, and extract the real treasures from within.
That
they find their strength within, and not lose hope to live.
That
they offer their branches for the birds to rest.
That
they offer their shade for the restless and weary.
What’s
in a teacher’s heart?
What’s
in my heart, it is in here.
My
heart is full of a prayer and it is thus:
That
my wards not just thrive where they are,
But
blossom into flowers and fruits.
Spreading fragrance and offering
their sweet to all.
Things
change
People
change
Places
change
But
place your feet firmly on the ground
And let your values
and principles take root in the depths of your character.
May
your heart be content always.
May
your riches be enough.
And
your needs few.
Underneath
this soil, lies the soul of yesteryear's, the memories of days gone by.
Your
history, your heritage, lies within.
Look
around, take what is yours.
Learn
from what is not to be yours.
This
is unbecoming of us, to laugh at the plight of others.
For,
unbeknownst to us, the wheels of fortune change.
And
what today is ours, becomes another’ s.
And
what is another’ s misfortune becomes ours.
Therefore,
help, without expectations.
Give,
without questioning.
Let
me teach you this:
Meditate.
Listen
to yourself.
Find
your soul.
Find
your cosmic identity.
Knowing
who you are is knowing the divine, knowing humanity.
Therefore,
close your eyes and search for you.
I
shall take you up winding roads
And
along straight paths
Hold
my hands
And
fix your gaze on me
You
shall never waver, never falter.
I
shall walk with you and we will learn as we journey.
Rain,
shine, spring, autumn, monsoon, winter.
Every
day brings a change.
Embrace
it and be the change that you wish to see around you.
My
children, gather beneath me.
Let
me teach you the lessons of life.
My
instructions are priceless and timeless.
And
I teach all alike, whether old or young, fair or dark, lady or lord.
Come
hither, and listen carefully then.
An ode to the Ancient Wisdom...
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