AI Image: Once a poor widow came to mahatma buddha. Her only son was dead. He was her only solace in the midst

Prompt

Once a poor widow came to mahatma buddha. Her only son was dead. He was her only solace in the midst of her otherwise depressing life. Thousand of other persons, men, women, and children had gathered there. Mahatma Buddha was sitting among the crowd with his invincible smile on his face. he was like the embodiment of kindness and compassion. The poor widow sat in a corner and waited patiently.