A long time ago a
very young mother
Named Kisa Gotami
gave birth to a son—
A child who was the
light of her life.
The mother’s love
was second to none.
Not long after her
son was born,
The poor child grew
sick and died.
“Who can bring my
son back to life?
Have pity!” Kisa
Gotami cried.
The villagers knew
that there was nothing
They could do to
help and suggested
That she seek out
the help of the Buddha.
“He can do wonders,”
they attested.
She found the Buddha
and beseeched his help.
“My only son has
died,” she wailed.
“Can you bring him
back to life.
Everything I have
tried has failed.”
The Buddha calmly
said, “I will help you.”
The poor woman
waited with bated breath.
“But first you must
find for me
A family that’s
never been touched by death.
“When you finally
encounter that home,
Tell the family
there’s something you need—
Just one thing to
take to the Buddha—
And that’s a single
mustard seed.”
With great
excitement the mother ran
From house to
house—to every abode.
But death had
visited every family.
On her face, great
disappointment showed.
After an unsuccessful search,
The young mother
came to realize
That everything born
had to die;
Everything had to
have its demise.
She understood the
law of impermanence
And that her
suffering was not unique.
She now saw life
from a new perspective;
Her eyes were open,
so to speak.
Kisa Gotami returned
to the Buddha
And started to
follow his teachings--the Way,
Or Noble Path to
Enlightenment,
Which still guides
many seekers today.
(8-3-14) By Bob B
*An old story retold here in verse
*An old story retold here in verse
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