There was a king who had a great fascination and love for
paintings.
Once he decided to offer a very valuable prize to the artist
who would paint a beautiful picture depicting peace.
On the final day of the judgement many artists brought their
paintings with the hope of winning that valuable money.
The king looked at all the paintings and selected two in
particular and now he had to choose one out of these two paintings for the
valuable prize.
The first painting :
A beautiful calm lake with clear
transparent waters. The lake was a perfect mirror to the towering mountains
surrounding it. Above it was the blue sky with white fluffy clouds like cotton
balls floating in space. Anybody who saw this painting thought it was the
perfect masterpiece representing peace.
The second painting :
Had mountains too rugged, dry, bare;
above these mountains an angry sky overcast with dark clouds, lightning streaks
here and there, a massive downpour of rains, a rumbling ferocious waterfall
cascading down on one side of this bare mountain.
“Peace?” thought the people who saw this painting. As the
king looked closer, he saw behind this rumbling waterfall a branch of a bush
growing out of a crack in a rock. On the branch was a mother bird that had made
a nest and within the nest was very peacefully, with great affection feeding
its little ones.
Which one do you think did the king chose for his valuable
prize?
The second one!
The king explained, peace does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, where there is no trouble, where there is no hard
work, where there are no trials, where there are no tribulations and where
there are no difficulties.
Peace means to be in the middle of all mayhem and chaos and yet to stay calm, yet to stay focused, yet to make that inward journey and isn’t that the story of real life as well?
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