Sometimes I wonder what Buddha's wife, Yashodhara, would've gone through after she woke up from her sleep only to find her beloved gone....
She's the inspiration to these next few lines....
She cared for him,
Like a sage for his soul,
And now that he was gone,
Whom would she cajole?
She felt incomplete,
No more whole,
Yet, disheartened wasn't she,
Though he had left her,
To find his life's goal,
She understood...
This was how it was meant to be,
She had played well,
Her role.
Woman you are nature in itself !
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