My Upanishadic Birdie Pie 3

G Geeta Radhakrishna Menon Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
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My little birdie was already perched on the mango bough, As I got up next morning, and peeped through the window! I felt, she was waiting for me! She sat quietly without any movement. I picked up my book and began writing. I completed a couple of verses, And then, looked up! I was amazed to see my little birdie- pie, Sitting so still, So peaceful! I moved forward to have a closer look at my birdie friend. Did I see her nod? Or was it a figment of my imagination? Through her stillness and through her intense look, She wanted to convey something! Yes, of course! Suddenly it dawned on me. She knew what I was thinking about. The mysterious truth of man! The amazing truth of this world! The profound truth of man and this world! Till today, I just could not see beyond The objects of this vast world! So enamoured by its outer glitter, Stuck-up at the surface I really believed that all that glittered was gold! As a child, when my father told me: "Look beyond, Look above, Look below, Look at both sides, Look within! " I honestly could not comprehend his words! Now, I begin to grasp things. My birdie pie was here to guide me!

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