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Sunday, May 10, 2026

A Bag of Mangoes

Yesterday I was offered a bag of mangoes 

Mango is the fruit of my choice, as it goes.

Not for nothing is mango, the king of fruits 

In its configuration, mellowness overflows!


As I picked up a mango, I thought of Thay 

Ya, Thich Nhat Hanh, lovingly called Thay.

He was Buddhist monk, Vietnamese, exiled 

Soulfully delivered mindfulness, all the way!


I saw the sun douse mango , in its warmth

And the wind rock it, within its bandwidth.

The rain drenched it with love; & the earth 

Nourished, whilst birds furnished all mirth!


It was picked, packed, and brought to me

How many hands had shared love for me?

It’s the manifestation of God’s love for all 

His magic runs the show, and it is all free!


Radhe Radhe 

Ajit Sambodhi 

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