Leaving home and family,
He glimpsed a glorious goal,
Leaving behind wealth and status,
He chose to sit under a banyan,
and encounter His deepest inner self.
Walking with a small bag and walking staff,
He encountered the mountains,
at the roof of the world.
The goal he saw, was a peaceful heart,
completely detached from gold and mire, alike.
He knew there would be suffering,
and He knew there would be solace.
Gautama’s birth, celebrated by His followers,
on this day,
was the start of a glorious journey,
away from bondage and shopworn doctrine.
The cycle has ever been thus.