I, …the Bodhi tree.
I, …the Bodhi tree
There was no Buddha,
…no Osho, …No Ramana!
There is just ME,
…and my Dream Machine!
Weaving thousand dreams …!
Yes, I dreamt Buddha too …!
…under Bodhi Tree!
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And, I know Buddha laughed …!
…not at Me, …not at you, …not at himself,
He laughed at …Seeking,
Me seeking myself, …within Me!
…my elaborate Dream!
…and he laughed at the distance,
shorter than a breath, …smaller than an inch.
He laughed at my clever Dream Machine …!
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…and when he laughed,
It was not ME, …laughing,
not a Buddha laughing,
…it was my Dream laughing at its absurdity …!
…and, I stood Silent,
as the Bodhi Tree …!
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And, on losing A Dream,
…he thought he found the Reality …!
But, he went ahead, …to sell other Dreams,
One called `Nothing’, the other called Nothingness!
Newly named dreams for the buyers of my Dream.
…and, my clever buyers created new Illusion,
…a new journey in search of Nothingness …!
