THE GRASS GROW BY ITSELF
October 10, 2012 26 Comments
Harder I try, difficult it becomes
Faster I run, O Master, farther you go
Lying down, when I watch sky
I see by itself the grass grow
Ha Ha Ha
O My Master
What a process
The moment I try, it gets slow
Nirmal Bajwa
Letters- To My Master 
i believe god gets mischievous when we try to seek god in outside world 🙂
after all our own soul should be God’s purest shrine.
amazing poem!
Thanks Sharmishtha
the pleasure was all mine. i wish i could read more of your works.
very humble and full of the yearning!
Thanks Soumyav
try something 🙂
a new post i mean; make a weekly goal.
All goals are a disorientation. All goals lead to new goals. let it be free ……………
:p
tomorrow is one week anniversary of the post!
time 4 celebration
dont forget to send me my share of cake/sweet
i wish i could do it through wordpress. ( Rosgulla :-))
ਬਹੁਤ ਹੀ ਭਾਵਪੂਰਣ ਕਵਿਤਾ ਹੈ। ਸੱਚੀਂ ਘਾਹ ਤਾਂ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਹੀ ਉੱਗਦਾ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਹੈ!
ਆਪ ਹਾਇਕੁ ਲੇਖਣ ‘ਚ ਆਵਦੀ ਕਲਮ ਜ਼ਰੂਰ ਅਜ਼ਮਾਉਣਾ।
ਕਦੇ ਹਾਇਕੁ -ਲੋਕ ਆਉਣਾ ਤੇ ਆਪਣੇ ਜਾਣੂ ਪੰਜਾਬੀ ਪੜ੍ਹਨ ਵਾਲ਼ਿਆਂ ਨੂੰ ਵੀ ਨਾਲ਼ ਲੈ ਆਉਣਾ!
ਲਿੰਕ ਹੈ……..http://haikulok.blogspot.com
ਹਰਦੀਪ
ਹਰਦੀਪ ਜੀ
ਬਹੁਤ ਧਨਵਾਦ. ਮੈਂ ਹਾਇਕੂ ਲੋਗ ਵੇਖਿਆ ਹੈ, ਬਹੁਤ ਅਛਾ ਲਗਾ. ਕਦੇ ਅਗਰ ਕੋਈ ਹਾਇਕੂ ਆਇਆ ਤਾਂ ਜਰੂਰ ਲਿਖਾਂਗਾ.
Nirmal
ਆਪ ਦੀ ਇਸ ਕਵਿਤਾ ਦਾ ਜੇ ਨਿਚੋੜ ਕੱਢਿਆ ਜਾਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਹਾਇਕੁ ਬਣ ਜਾਵੇਗਾ…….
ਘਾਹ ਉੱਗਦਾ
ਨੀਲੇ ਅੰਬਰ ਥੱਲੇ
ਆਪਣੇ-ਆਪ
ਹਰਦੀਪ
yes, thats how i feel is the path to reach God, verything happens by itself (Hukam rajae chalna nanak likhia naal)
I can visualize this poem as I read it – almost like an animation. Very well done!
thanks a lot.
Life loves you!
thanks a lot for saying such a kind words. only those who enjoy the life of love can say such lovable words.infact life loves everyone.
Yep!
Life loves everyone!
It’s just nice to know to feel that life loves me in particular.
And it’s nice to feel that Life loves you in particular, too. : ) It just feels good.
i agree, i read is from Napoleon Hill that the world around you is manifestation of your thoughts. what you give to nature, the same is given back to you/
Yeah I agree Nirmal.
Doesn’t it seem that God and the Human Spirit are like art-there is no end of wonder and beauty of describing and showing the same thing in unimaginable different ways.
Waywardspirit
true i agree
All the definitions or descritpions can only be given through a language of words (which is invented by man) but nature has no language. it communicates through silence and no words go do justice to this silence. so no matter, how close the definition is, it always remain close, the last step you have to take through intution, which has no words.
Yes
Nature
silence
Intuition
Beyond words
Close
: )
just sit and watch, the grass grows by itself.
nice talking to you Way
This is good, really good. Thanks for the poetry!