The Eternal Soul: Eternal by God’s Will, Not Its Own.
The soul is eternal, unborn, and indestructible. It does not perish with the body, nor is it diminished by time, death, or change. Weapons cannot cut it, fire cannot burn it, water cannot drown it, and wind cannot dry it.
The soul is not a product of matter but a conscious principle created by God. Because God is the source and sustainer of the soul, no force in creation has the authority or power to destroy it. Only the Creator, who brings the soul into existence, holds absolute sovereignty over its being.
Yet God generally does not destroy the soul, for the soul is created to journey, to learn, and ultimately to realize its divine source. Death ends only the body; the soul continues its passage according to its karma, carrying its impressions until knowledge, devotion, or divine grace leads it to liberation.
Thus, the eternity of the soul is preserved not by its own power but by the will of God. To recognize this truth is humility; to forget it is ignorance.
सृष्टि–स्थिति–लयम्
(आत्म-तत्त्वम्)
आत्मैव तदिदं विश्वं, सृज्यते सृजति ईश्वरः ।
त्रायते त्राति विश्वात्मा, ह्रियते हरति ईश्वरः ॥
(SB 11.28.6-अल्पतः संशोधितम् )
Knowledge Through Poetry (Especially in Sanskrit)
Knowledge expressed in poetry endures. It can travel intact from one heart to another. Even in times of destruction, when manuscripts are lost and structures fall, poetry safeguards knowledge. Memory becomes the temple, sound becomes the scripture, and the living voice becomes the preserver of truth.
Thus, poetry is not merely ornamentation-it is a powerful vessel for holding, protecting, and disseminating knowledge across generations.
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I asked the soul, “O who are you?”
It softly said, “I’m ever new.
Born countless times through many lands,
Across the seas and shifting sands.
I walked as king, as slave, as sage,
I loved, I fought, I wept with rage.
But all those tales are lost to me
I am but soul, forever free.
I asked, “Are you Hindu, Muslim, Jew?
Christian, Buddhist-tell me true.”
It smiled and said, “I was them all,
But now those names I can’t recall.
I asked again, “What is your name?”
It breathed, “No title, no fleeting fame.
All I once was has turned to dust
I am the soul, eternal, just.”
Then still I stood, my heart grew calm,
Its words like fire, yet sweet like balm.
For in that voice I heard the call
We are but soul, beyond it all.
Soul – Supreme Soul
In whom the knowledge of the Self abides,
He is, in truth, the Soul described.
In whom the highest wisdom dwells,
Him the seers name Supreme Soul.
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The Illusion of Righteousness
(The Misguided Righteous)
Free verse
In every faith the teachers say,
“Stand firm with truth, do not betray.”
They speak aloud with earnest might,
To guide the world toward what is right.
Where sins lie hid beneath their creed,
And truth is lost in word and deed.
They preach of paths both pure and wise,
Yet fail to see through veiling lies.
Unknowing minds, yet proud they lead,
Confusing want with righteous deed.
They walk in darkness, claim the light,
And name the false as holy right.
Their followers, with faithful heart,
Accept the whole, not knowing part.
Thus wrong appears in virtue’s guise,
And falsehood shines before their eyes.
O seeker, turn your gaze within,
Where silent truths alone begin.
For right is known when ego dies,
And truth stands bare, free of lies.
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From Repetition to Remembrance
(The Unspoken Chant)
[अजपा जप]
At first I whisper, soft and slow,
Each sacred sound I come to know.
With steady will and focused mind,
I trace each word, no drift I find.
Then something shifts; I’m less in control,
The chant repeats deep in the soul.
No effort now, it flows with ease,
Like silent wind through forest trees.
At last, the sense of self fades,
Pure awareness gently pervades.
No voice, no thought to shape or guide,
The mantra hums from deep inside.
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From Sin to Salvation
He who leaves the righteous way,
In thought and deed goes far astray.
By repeated wrongs, the path is laid,
It starts in mind, then grows ingrained.
What first appears a fleeting stain,
Becomes a chain of silent pain.
Through true remorse and earnest prayer,
The soul is healed with loving care.
By justice, grace, and truth above,
The sinner rises through divine love.
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Language and Righteousness
Language is a tool where thoughts are shared,
To speak with love, with mindful care.
With words and rules, minds find a way,
To show what hearts would wish to say.
Yet righteousness needs no single tongue,
Its truth in every tongue is sung.
In every land, in voices free,
It lives in pure integrity.
No language blocks what’s right and true,
For duty shines in all that’s due.
Actions speak both loud and clear,
Their fruits will follow far and near.
So speak in words or silent stay,
Deeds alone will show the way.
For righteousness and actions prove,
The truth that lives, the life that moves.
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Soul – Supreme Soul
In whom the light of Self-awareness shines,
Him the wise call gently-Soul divine.
In whom the boundless, highest wisdom flows,
Him the sages name: Supreme Soul that glows.
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Life and Death (Truth–Illusion)
In this world, life appears so real,
Yet all it holds is but a passing veil.
After death, the soul begins to see
The hidden truth of what was meant to be.
This worldly life-no more than a dream,
A fleeting shadow, not what it may seem.
When death arrives, the soul awakes at last,
Freed from the illusion of the past.
Therefore in life, let righteous actions guide,
With virtue and good deeds held deep inside.
Else after death, one surely must endure
Great pain and sorrow-none can make it pure.
Life is but a play; death reveals the truth
It runs its course here, then dissolves into truth.
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Love in Living Moments-Now, Not Later
(Service Before Separation)
The time beyond this life’s unclear,
Next birth may come in days or years.
After death, we offer tears,
Sacred rites with heartfelt prayers
Serve your loved ones while they live,
With all the care your heart can give.
Time once lost returns no more,
Late regrets will wound the core.
When breath departs and soul has flown,
No service then can still be shown.
Empty hands and tearful cries,
Cannot reach the soul that flies.
Kind words spoken, deeds so kind,
Leave a lasting peace behind.
Do not wait for “someday” call,
That day may not come at all.
So act today with love sincere,
Hold your dear ones ever near.
In living moments, truth is clear-
Serve them now, while they are here.
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(A Request to the Soul)
O my soul,
Do not let your works and moments fade,
Do not turn your life into a self-made blade.
If your verses call, let poetry be born,
If colors whisper, paint the dawning morn.
If dreams invent, then dare to try,
Let thought take wings and learn to fly.
Whatever you love, pursue it-do try,
With honest heart and patience, fly.
But never harm, nor life destroy;
Let kindness be your lasting joy.
In silence work; let results and ego sleep,
For roots grow strong where waters deep.
If success delays, do not despair;
Time keeps accounts with loving care.
What fails today still holds its seed,
To bloom where future footsteps lead.
What time denies you here and now,
Another life shall grant it somehow.
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The body fades, like dusk at dawn,
Yet the soul, a spark, moves on and on.
Though flesh and bone must meet the earth,
The soul is bound for endless birth.
When bodies rest and breaths are gone,
The spirit’s song goes ever on.
A mystery deep, unseen by eyes,
The soul ascends, it never dies.
So let not grief consume your days,
For those who part find other ways.
They live in light beyond our sight,
In realms of peace, in boundless light.
Mourn not, dear friends, for life goes on,
A cycle vast, a timeless song.
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In every land where mortals dwell,
Pride swells, contention rings its bell.
“My race is pure,” one loudly cries,
“My blood the fairest ’neath the skies.”
“No tongue or realm can match my own,”
Another boasts with haughty tone.
O strife that breaks the peaceful shore,
O feud that darkens evermore!
Seek now the saint with gentle sight,
Who sees God’s hand in day and night,
In rocks and trees, in wind and wave,
The One in whom all beings save.
O blinded hearts, release your chains,
Know truth beyond these earthly claims:
One God made clay and gave you breath,
One guides the life, one judges death.
No caste, no creed, no hue divides,
The mighty work where love abides.
We all are one through God above
One life, one light, one law of love.
Peace fills the heart, the rage is gone,
The world embraced in union’s song.
One God, one world, one Father dear,
In this truth, all stand clear.
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O Timeless Soul, O deathless Sun,
Unfading glory, eternal One.
Though veils of dream may hide Thy face,
Thy light remains, Thy gentle grace.
O Self divine, O guiding Star,
Thine essence calls from near and far.
From Thee descends the sacred ray,
Illuminates the narrow way.
Enshrouded deep in night’s distress,
Bound by fear and loneliness,
It wanders far from Truth’s embrace,
And yearns for dawn, for Love, for grace.
O Flame of flames, O Light unmoved,
Recall the soul that once was proved;
Awaken hearts from slumbered night,
Restore their vision to the Light.
O Soul of souls, though lost from sight,
When veils are rent returns Thy Light.
All illusion falls, the heart made free
Remembers Source, eternity.
Through sorrow, pain, through death’s domain,
The longing soul, in hope and strain,
Turns homeward-seeking, rests at last
In arms of Love that hold it fast.
O Source of Life, O deathless Sun,
In Thee all souls, forever One.
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Awake, O souls, the call is near,
Your Father’s voice is ever clear.
Children divine of the Radiant Flame,
Forget no more your holy name.
From the Eternal you all were born,
Sons and daughters of Light’s bright morn.
A sacred work is yours to bear,
To spread His love through earth and air.
Yet lost in dream, you stray apart,
Forgetting the Mother’s tender heart,
Forgetting the Father’s boundless care,
Whose grace and mercy shine everywhere.
Forget you not your sisters, brothers,
Every soul is kin to others.
One vast family, pure and true,
The Spirit of God is shining through.
Awake, arise! O hearts, be wise,
Behold your truth with opened eyes.
Remember Him, the Source, the Guide,
And let His love in you abide.
Love each soul you chance to meet,
And heaven’s circle is made complete.
When hearts unite with the One above,
The world is healed in perfect love.
So lift your eyes, embrace the Light,
Dispel the shadows, end the night.
Awake, O souls, His will is plain
Return to your Source, your Home again.
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Yama’s Silent Messengers
(Angel of Death)
They know each path the wandering soul has trod,
Each silent home, marked by the law of God;
No door is hid, no secret gate concealed-
Their boundless gaze has never yet been failed.
Assigned their realm by righteous Yama’s will,
They roam through space, obedient, calm, and still;
No random hand, no restless force they wield-
Just duty’s pure and unerring shield.
When breath grows faint and body’s ties unbind,
They gently guide the seeker of the mind;
Not flesh they chain, nor bonds that eyes behold
But subtle threads of karma’s chronicle retold.
Invisible to eyes of blood and bone,
They stand where death and life are overthrown;
A truth too vast for mortal sight to grasp-
Yet radiant beyond all form and clasp.
Beyond the veil where human visions end,
Yama’s couriers each mortal act attend;
For every deed, in light or darkness sown,
Is weighed by Dharma on its eternal throne.
O soul, heed this eternal truth so true:
Yama’s couriers watch each deed you do.
Let dharma guide your every thought and way-
Live pure, for judgment dawns without delay.
Yama = Lord of Dharma and Death
Yamadutas = his messengers/agents
