An Ordinary Person's Views on Dharma

  I looked at your face and saw a friend. I opened my arms and smiled  like a child. You looked at a clueless me and  saw a threat. You returned the handshake  with one hand behind  your back. I shared a favorite sweet with  you and smiled at your smile. At times I shared a sudden  rainbow that caught my attention too . You shared some with me every now and then all the while with your anger well hidden. I jumped and laughed like a child ,ever happy in your company while you grew more and more pensive. I realised after a long time that  you weren't who you seemed to be I stopped being a child and really started to see who you were all along. He didn't die of stab wounds ,did he? It was never the dagger, it was  who did it, that did him in. You, friend ,are one of my greatest teachers . For that, I will always be grateful. You showed me my own strength. I fell down hard but I rose up too, which you didn't count on. That wasn't in the plan That wasn't in the human pla