Love

Remember not to hoard your love or calculate. Don't be stingy. You will loose everything. Instead, let your love bloom and share it, give it, let it grow.

A king had three sons, and he wanted to choose one to be his heir. And it was very difficult, because all three were intelligent and courageous. And they were triplets, there was no way to judge. So he asked a great sage, and the sage suggested an idea.

The king went home and asked all the three sons to come. And he gave each one of them a bag of flower seeds, and told them that he was going on a religious pilgrimage. "It will take a few years-one, two, three, maybe more. And this is a kind of test for you. These seeds you will have to give back to me when I return. And he left for the pilgrimage.

The first son thought, "what should I do with these seeds?" he locked them in an iron safe-because when the father returned, he would have to return them as they were.
The second son thought, "If I lock them up as my brother has done, they will die. And a dead seed is not a seed at all." so he went into the market and sold the seeds and kept the money.

And he thought, "When my father comes I will go to the market, purchase new seeds, and give him back better than the first."