He was born in a royal family
Destined to be King and Emperor,
On the day of his birth, an astrologer
Predicted what he is destined for.
The day’s star constellation
Paved way to the prediction,
That the child would become great
Not by war, but by worldly renunciation.
His father got worried about him
He gave him all pleasures and happiness,
He built a city within his palace
Imprisoned his son, for his selfishness.
Siddhartha, the young prince
Knew nothing about the outside world,
He was already married and had a son
But was desperate to see the outside world.
His father had to finally oblige
He went out with his royal troupe,
To see the country, the people, their life
He was anxious and full of hope.
On his tour, what he saw
Changed his destiny forever,
He saw the people and their sufferings
He saw the dead, diseased, old and poor.
He started questioning the meaning of life
The purpose of suffering and death,
No one could answer him, so he renounced everything
Went in search of salvation, peace and truth.
Became a monk, preached non-violence and love
Treated everyone as equal, forgave the bad
Lived a life of a sage in the forest
Attained nirvana and truly became a god.
CR VGA
Rdnr 21/7/06
Vikram G. Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/buddha-the-enlightened/
