LEARNING IS LIFE

  Narcissist: A free verse A mirror smiles back, reflecting a god. Every flaw a brushstroke of unique divinity. He spins narratives, threads of blame tossed outwards, away, always away, from the perfect reflection. Applause unnecessary, unworthy even, of a maestro conducting his own symphony.

  Akshaya Tritiya,  Day to Readjust Spiritual and Material Growth: A Poem A golden day, a shining start, Akshaya Tritiya, close to heart. Never ending, that's the key, Prosperity for you and me. Kindness shown, a gentle hand, Helping those across the land. New beginnings, hope takes flight, Doing good, with all our might. Words so kind, a peaceful thought, Harm to none, dearly bought. Serving, sharing, needs we meet, Good karma gained, oh so sweet.

 Self-Discover Truth to Live Truthfully Life's truth, a path unseen, Not rules to follow, sharp and keen. So find your truth, let it take hold, Self-discover, be strong, be bold. Then live that truth, with every breath, Defy the shadows, conquer death. Detached from joy,  detached from pain, In truth's bright light, reborn again. Let life know you, and you know it, A partnership, a sacred fit. Each rising sun, a chance to be, Authentically, uniquely, free.

  INSPIRED COULETS Not flesh nor bone defines what you must be, It’s not your own, this fleeting entity. You are witness behind the seeing eyes, Through every act, your pure awareness lies. The silent watcher, calm and ever bright. Pure awareness, untouched by darkest night. Eternally you dwell, forever free, Embrace this truth, and you will surely see. Detached from all the body undergoes. You're boundless joy that constantly bestows. So know yourself, beyond this earthly frame, And live in bliss, released from fear and shame .

HERITAGE PRIDE: A POEM  What's handed down, A gift from old, Roots in the ground, A story told. Our culture bright, Our values strong, A guiding light, Where we belong. So lift your head, Let pride take hold, Heritage we tread, More precious than gold .

 A king with a crown on his head, "I'm God!" he proclaimed, it is said. But power's a mask, A damn toxic task, When pride turns to conceit instead *** A leader, quite puffed with his worth, Said, "God chose me to rule all on Earth!" He sowed seeds of strife, Claiming "My way's true life," While his conceit enjoyed a new birth.