Morning Muse 97 : The Bamboo and the Gardener
As Osho said, children are not here to fulfil our expectations—they are here to live out their own unique destinies. Like the bamboo that grows unseen for years before rising tall, every child blooms in their own time. Our role is to nurture, not control—to water with love, patience, and trust in life’s divine timing.
10/7/20251 min read
Once, a gardener planted two seeds—one of bamboo and one of a small flower.
The flower sprouted quickly, filling the garden with colour and fragrance within weeks. The gardener smiled at its beauty every morning. But the bamboo seed showed no sign of life.
Months turned into years. The flower bloomed and withered in its time, yet the bamboo remained hidden beneath the soil. Still, the gardener watered it faithfully, though sometimes with a touch of doubt in his heart.
Then, after five long years, a tiny green shoot emerged. Within months, it grew higher than any tree in the garden. What had seemed like years of nothingness were, in truth, years of deep, unseen growth—its roots had been preparing to hold great strength.
Children are like that bamboo. Some bloom early, and others take time—nurturing their roots quietly before they rise tall. A wise parent waters with love and patience, without forcing, without comparing.
As Osho said, “Children are not here to fulfil your expectations; they are here to fulfil their own destiny.”
The destiny of each seed is unique—our task is not to shape, but to nurture, bless, and trust in the timing of their bloom.