A sparrow

A sparrow a sparrow
on the banks of the ocean
sipping the drops
emptying on the sands
a sparrow a sparrow
on the sands of time
why do you do it?'
so asked the Sage,
for what reason?
My egg dropped there
into the ocean
I want it back so said
a sparrow a sparrow
on the banks of time
eh..but aren't you foolish?
to empty the ocean
and get back the egg!
pooh! poor thing..
I don't care
all I can do is try
rest is with God,
so said the sparrow
between shores and the sea
God watched the scene
grace abounding
shook by the simple faith
of puny wings beating
A huge cleavage came
rending the ocean
the floor's patch was dry
and lo! on it the egg!
The sparrow dived and got it
the flapping wings
muttering thanks
a sparrow a sparrow
on the shores of time 

(on reading a story told by Sri Ramana Maharishi)

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