Jatakaa

Daily scribble in Kannada

Gentle

The gentlest touch conquers stone,
Substance melts where space is none.
In silence, wisdom softly grows,
In stillness, deepest rivers flow.

Teaching hearts with silent words,
Acts unseen, yet deeply heard.
This is the Master’s quiet art,
A humble, gracious, guiding heart.
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Lonely

Loneliness feels easy
when life’s astray,
Fine to feel lonely
when left in the fray.

At the top, it’s lonely
when victory’s in place,
But look around you—
the world’s your embrace.

Loneliness fades,
just a feeling, a spell,
In this vast world,
you’re never alone—just as well.
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Sieve

The path to light seems dark and drear,
The way ahead retreats in fear.
The shortest route feels far too long,
True strength appears as frail and wrong.

Pure hearts seem stained by earthly ties,
Steadfast souls can compromise.
Clarity hides in shadows deep,
And artless art, its secrets keep.

Great love appears as if aloof,
Wisdom dons a childlike proof.
Invisible, he nourishes all,
Unseen, yet answers every call.

The mind, a sieve, filters all things,
What stays or falls, completeness brings.
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