gulab khandelwal selected poems

The seed inside the earth cried,
‘Bring me from darkness to light.
Let me feel the gust of open air.
I want a lovely body like that of the flower.’

The flower on the tree murmured,
‘Existence is pain, existence is torture.
Fool! Who gave you this strange idea.’

Just then,
There was a splash of rain.
The seed sprouted
And came out of the earth.
The flower fell down and returned to the earth again.
No one can understand the mystery of life.