LEARNING IS LIFE

  Non-Dual, Advaita Spiritual Path: Couplets A thread of thought, from ages past unfurled, Advaita, whispered on a waiting world. Non-dual stance, a clear and steady guide, To peel the layers where illusions hide. A dance of forms, a fleeting, shifting show, That hides the truth, and makes the spirit slow. A story old, a truth profound, Advaita's song, on ancient ground. The world we see, a shimmering show, Maya's dance, a fleeting glow. The soul within, the Atman bright, A spark of truth, a guiding light. One with Brahman, vast and deep, The secret whispered while we sleep. Adi Shankara, so clear and strong, To guide us home, where we belong. The world we see, a fast fleeting dream, Maya's veil, it would often seem. Release from Maya's woven spell, When "I" dissolves, and all is well. Non-dual stance, a clear and steady guide, To peel the layers where illusions hide.

  It is love and goodwill that can save us: Quintains A land torn by hatred and fright, Was stuck in a terrible plight. But love's gentle hand, Will heal all the land, And bring forth a future so bright. With hearts full of love and goodwill, Humanity's cup it does fill. No more fight, Bathed in day light, Love saves, conflicts cease to stand still.

  Tyrant ruler: Quintains A tyrant, quite rash and unkind, Left freedom and joy far behind. With a boot's heavy press, Causing utter distress, Turned bright days to darkness defined. A fear fell, quite hushed and unseen, A fist ruled, aggressive and mean. No change could be sung, While silence had clung, The gates slammed, a closing scene.

  Message of festive spring season: A poem The world quiets down, a gentle hush, Our hearts turn toward the Light above, Seeking forgiveness, a cleansing rush, Drawn closer by the strength of love. Our hearts turn toward the Light above, A quiet space for souls to mend, Drawn closer by the strength of love, Where broken spirits can transcend. A quiet space for souls to mend, For renewal, a brand new start, Where broken spirits can transcend, To live a life with open heart. For renewal, a brand new start, The world quiets down, a gentle hush, To live a life with open heart, Seeking forgiveness, a cleansing rush.

 The State, with a forceful decree, Chose high priest, for all eyes to see. When he strayed from the plan, They cried, "Sinful man!" Then trapped him, and chaos set free. A leader, with Dharma his guide, Felt faith autonomy denied. The ruler proclaimed, "My land, power claimed!" Hope truth's light will conquer the tide.

  Pathways to spirituality is salvation: A Poem A seed of faith, beyond the seen and known, A spirit's whisper in the heart's deep core, Lifts us above the dogma overgrown, And opens doors we hadn't seen before. No single creed can hold this boundless light, It shines through cracks in walls of rigid thought, Connecting purpose, meaning, day and night, A tapestry of oneness, dearly bought. Our daily toil, with inspiration bright, A sacred offering, honest, true, and bold, And every step, a movement toward the height, A story of true living to unfold. So let us rise, with souls that yearn to be, And find our path to lasting harmony.