The Bodhi tree, under which
Prince Gautama Siddhartha
Attained his moment of truth,
Makes some go through
The joyful peak of silence,
Just like that picked up flower
Which evoked a ghost of smile,
But in the eyes of others
It is just a Ficus tree
Which stands on the pathway
Among the other thorny bushes.
Some see the thorny pathway
Of complete enlightenment
As merely a disfigurement
Of their primal nature, but
Some even hardly see
Their primal nature --
By no means they can do it.
As for the man of insight,
His nature is the tool he uses
For common good on the way
Of his realization in the world.