Make me a sheeep, O God!

Let me not jump to the void like a sage.
Or with an artificial imagination.
Let me not create distorted magic of variegated colors out of magic less truth.
Let me not become a Brahmin to live on dirty water washing away other's sin.

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Let me not reform to expose the world.
Let me not patch up the old and tattered things.
Let me lit the light of life,
Like the simple, beautiful, and unbeautiful light of nature,
When dying
Let me reach higher up than the sage.


- Mahakavi Laxmi Prasad Devkota


One of the greatest Nepali authors of all time. I haven't read a lot of his stuff lately, but found this online. A Gem!