A beggar's smile is writ big on the face
Over the drop of a note in the bowl
And bigger does it grow with more, but fades
All smile if at the day-end the bowl isn't full.
Over the drop of a note in the bowl
And bigger does it grow with more, but fades
All smile if at the day-end the bowl isn't full.
The same are we all-- from a have to a pauper--
That, smile does bloom on the face on a gain,
But for a while, as mind desires for more,
And through desires and gains does fade, remain,
And bloom as big or small and long or short
Between one gain achieved and one more wanted,
But till the gains haven't filled the fancied pot,
The smiler sits not happy, satisfied.
Smile is a flower, happiness its source,
But our desires do ruin its permanent course.
-- N P Samal
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