Fired up to the brim, a heart torn,
start of search with many a sojourn.
A silent war on the violence of thought,
is what this harbinger of peace wrought.
Now he sits still, with his mind tamed,
connected with an energy as yet unnamed.
Do I follow his steps to mystical paths unknown
or go deeper inside and be a Buddha beknown?
Poem by Rajat Juneja
Painting by Smita Sonthalia