From afar and nearby,
Wretched came in for charities,
Asking alms,
The mighty king, fulfilling all them desires.
The time limited,
Mercy unlimited,
In seven lands,
The word spread.
Wondering came a saint,
White, grey, exceptional,
Curious about the gathering,
All day held, until night bestowed stars.
Appealing alms, with king’s own palms,
Wishes granted, only to fill a saint’s vessel,
Instead with jewels, not grains,
Until it overflowed.
Jewels limited,
Capacity unlimited,
The vessel,
Never reach to capacity.
What a dismay,
The monarch exclaimed,
Wary, ne’er consumed by grief,
Inquired the make of vessel.
The material,
Saint respectfully answered,
A skull,
To a human-skeleton.
The bowl-o-skull,
An indication of infinite desires.
Jewels,
A symbol of satisfaction-finite.
Desires,
A pool of infinity,
Satisfaction,
A bucket-full of water.
SEEK WITHIN, NOT WITHOUT
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