A Delicate Youth

The Marriage of Siddhartha and Yasodhara

I was delicate, very delicate. In my father's dwelling three lotus-ponds were made purposely for me. Blue lotus bloomed in one, red in another, and white in another. My turbin, tunic and cloak were all of fine cloth. A white sunshade was held over me day and night, so no cold or heat or grit or dew might inconvenience me.

---The Buddha---