The candle melts itself, <br />And the wick burns itself, <br />Just to give us away its light. <br /> <br />The incense stick ashes itself, <br />And turns to smoke itself, <br />Just to give us its aroma. <br /> <br />The sandalwood grinds itself, <br />And a paste, it becomes itself, <br />Just to give us away its scent. <br /> <br />The rose crushes itself, <br />And in water sinks itself, <br />Just to give us its flavor-drink. <br /> <br />The sugar cane crushes itself, <br />And becomes crystal itself, <br />Just to sweeten our food. <br /> <br />The field takes the seeds itself, <br />And turns them into plants itself, <br />Just to give us rich corn. <br /> <br />The tree labors itself, <br />And grows tall itself, <br />Just to give us its juicy fruits. <br /> <br />The cocoon spins itself, <br />And then unwinds itself, <br />Just to give us its silk. <br /> <br />The milk curdles itself, <br />And again churns itself, <br />Just to give us its butter. <br /> <br />The mother suffers pain herself, <br />But still smiles herself, <br />Just to feed the baby with her milk. <br /> <br />The camphor fumes itself, <br />And turns black smoke itself, <br />Just to illuminate the Lord. <br /> <br />One can gain something, <br />Only by losing something, <br />That's the law of nature. <br /> <br />Yes, the sacrifice's the mother, <br />Of what, in our life, we gather, <br />As the fruit of our labor. <br /> <br />So, grieve not over your loss, <br />A stepping stone to your success, <br />If you want to remain happy always.<br /><br />Rajaram Ramachandran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-loss-no-gain/
