Flesh and bones lie in a heap
Men, women, children weep!
Bloodthirsty, the weapons they wield
Remorse none for their sinful deed
Nor shame, or dread, or fear deep
How long this power will they keep?
Remind them how the tides swell
Listen carefully to the death knell;
When evil prevails, dark forces abide
Anguished voices fail to subside
Karma watches, records does keep
Seeds they sowed, so must they reap
Time renders mercy only to the meek
The Punisher arrives and will seek
The fearsome who now fearful seem
Bloodied swords will lose their sheen
This twist of fate, how events turn
Destiny can make, break, and spurn,
Tormentors humbled, tormented so
Cowering cowards, all in Death’s row!

What you sow…

Like many urban dwellers across India, living in gated communities, with small balconies as their only windows to a locked down world, even I took to container gardening this summer. I experimented with sowing various seeds and mostly faced disappointment. When young shoots would die or not appear at all, I would eventually use the container or flower pot to plant another round of seeds.

Tomato flowers

When the time is ripe, plants find their roots and the stems sparkle with joy. My tomato plant is finally flowering. But I found it to be strange, even funny, because I had sown Daisy seeds in this pot. I was eagerly waiting for bright white blooms but here I have tiny bell-shaped flowers. Still beautiful, still loved, wondering now if flowers will turn to fruits!

So, sometimes, you may not end up reaping what you think you have sown, because there is buried past karma, too, lingering in the depths! Such, is the life lesson from a little bloom in my container garden.

“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.” – Robert Louis Stevenson

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