Just thinking...

Beggar

I took my bowl and went door to door

begging with forlorn eyes

To approve of me and love me more.

Hoping that there was one soul who would

See me for who I am and complete parts of me,

Which I was afraid to show.

I finally realized that, that was their story too,

Their holes were bigger and their begging bowls too!

Then I met a wise man who told me,look inside you,

you are holding the ocean in a bowl called ‘You’!

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