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THE TRIAL OF THE FANGS
Having hoisted the venom-spilling serpent
onto the prisoner’s dock,
when the elders questioned
"Why this much poison?"
Did it sink into deep heartache, lamenting:
"I never mastered the art of brewing nectar!"?
"In a land where both the schooled and the unschooled
rain down primordial venom without a single fang,
why single out only my venom as an affliction?"
did the serpent ask!
To whom does the guilt belong?
To the one born with fangs of venom?
Or to the one who sprouted curved fangs
as he grew and grew?
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THE SQUARE FEET OF GLORY
Would the primordial tree ever fall to rain?
Mankind felled it; the great patron perished.
Though years have raced by, the winged babies
Refuse to forget; as deep midnight hours pass,
They weep and whimper; the ones that took wing at dawn
Face the tragedy of an erased home by dusk!
The cruel horror of the great tree’s death
Even if we forget, could they ever let it fade?
Day after day, searing rays of heat
Pierce through my window, scorching my flesh;
Are we not camphor ourselves, fleeting and frail?
Knowing we won't endure,
We fell a multitude of ancient trees,
Crowned with empty glory,
To step across the threshold of a new home
After all, isn't the world just a few square feet?
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THE FLESH-WEAVE
A jackal that ceases its howl does not become a hound;
The howling dog of the cremation grounds
Does not turn into a wild beast seeking the deep forest.
The basic flesh-weave of the human form,
Cast by nature, seldom ever shifts;
Yet, the sublime deeds of great virtue
Short-circuit the electric pulse that propels life,
Rerouting its surge in an instant.
Well-being unto all, peace unto every living breath;
Mutation is the fundamental human truth;
Alteration is not a work of evil fate.
Divergence is rare,so why this mournful howl?
Bark in pure gratitude, touching the cosmos!
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THE GREAT FLOOD OF WISDOM
Was it by the grace of Suka Brahma Maharishi,
that Kubera gathered his immense fortune?
Did the supreme light of wisdom,
descend from the sacred tongue of that great sage?
Did the boundless intellect of the cosmos,
unite with Kubera's earthly riches in this world?
The treasure bestowed by the Rishi was not gold
it was the supreme intellect that protects all life!
What we truly need is not gold,
but the eternal, unchanging treasury of Divine Wisdom!
For the fierce tiger to survive, the herd of deer must live,
For the deer to live, the lush green grasslands must flourish,
For the grass to live, the swelling rivers must flow
Yet, for all worlds across all of time to function,
that which eternally flows is the Great Flood of Wisdom!
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THE MAJESTY OF THE WILDERNESS
Did the tusker turn beautiful
just because you strapped a howdah upon its back?
Was that gold-wrought frontal crest adorned
merely to trumpet your own glory?
The true majesty of the bull elephant
belongs in the primeval wild!
Is it you, then, wandering about babbling,
'I did this, I gave that'?
Was all that you did
merely your own calculating karma?
Cease this hollow praise that humankind flatters you with!
The cosmos and the very next breathing soul
see right through the vested gains hidden in all you sow.
Those who truly give, give in silence;
what you call charity is merely noise!
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THE COLOSSAL FORM OF TIME
By Badri Venkatesh
The deeds you have wrought possess a rare grandeur; A worth more precious than the brilliance of diamonds!
Though the hours flow by, smearing them with the grime of darkness, They harden like iron and gleam like diamonds.
Greater even than the vigour of their first dawning, The vast expanse of time has bestowed upon them their colossal form!
Images become lessons, The watches of the night become grammar, And your virtue becomes an inheritance passed on to humanity.
— Badri Venkatesh
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THE PRIMORDIAL RIGHTEOUSNESS
If you hold your service in your heart as your true religion,
May your years prosper through the endless ages!
The Divine dwells within your fullness; to nurture it daily,
A single year of patient virtue shall praise you!
If you stand protecting the righteous path of the primordial sound,
The Divine shall surely reside within your absolute devotion!
As your very body transforms into a sacred temple,
The great souls of this vast earth shall sing your praise!
When you sow this seed of righteousness into the depths of your subtle soul,
Your name shall flourish, growing into a mighty, eternal tree
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THE INNER OCEAN AND THE ABYSSAL ENIGMA
Rare are the pearls, no matter how deep you dredge;
Lurking below are only monsters of the abyss.
To know someone, to sustain a bond,must you descend so far?
In the ocean within yourself, do you not know a demon sleeps?
Dissecting the depths of another is never a science;
Peace abides only when you know where to stop.
These forbidden realms are designed by nature
Not out of mere peril, but so your life may rest in quiet grace.
Every human being is an enduring enigma;
To you, and to the world, an insoluble mystery.
To skim the shallows is a failure; to dive too deep, a fatal mistake.
Understand them through their emotions; read them through their lived history;
And from the hazardous chambers locked deep within
Step back, and let them be.
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THE INNER COSMOS
As your god swells and fills within,
Are you not your own companion, your own guide?
Wandering ceaselessly through the cosmic surge,
In quest of the elusive nectar
The sanctuary lies far beyond;
Countless are those who lost the path, behold!
Looking not to the distant reaches beyond the heavens,
Nor outward to the fathomless, unmeasured void,
Turn inward and behold
All wandering planets are held within your expanse;
Every fortress that shields the earth abides inside.
The redeemer is you,
And the redemption, too, is you.
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THE MIRROR OF AEONS
Shall we squander lifetimes holding up the glass
That others might inspect their fleeting grace?
Aeons have slipped away,forgotten, lost
While we remained unseeing of our own.
Is our own visage so abhorred, so base,
Or are their illusions draped in blinding charms?
A speck of dust is all the flaw they bear;
While ours remains an all-consuming stain.
Does the crushing hand of time with ruthless art
Reshape the mortal contours of the frame?
Though worldly faces fade and mirrors dim,
Does not the inner ember burn untouched?
No phantom shape, nor shadow doomed to die
The steadfast, silent self alone is strength.
Deep-rooted in the soul, that quiet grit
Transcends the reach of time, and stands unbowed.
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THE CIRCULAR COUNTENANCE
Will you not arrive to witness the unbroken ring?
Crossings of countless cosmos through aeons of doom
Should inner thresholds be broken and transcended,
The crown of the high heavens ascends upon your brow!
Through dense jungles steeped in agony and sickness,
Only the path-stones drenched in searing sweat
Carve enduring grandeur unto your sovereign name!
This indifferent earth demands not your blood;
A mute, unyielding sky offers no pity;
Complete, unblemished, stands your sublime majesty
Your countenance, the circle whole!
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