Insight
Holy Word: The Heart’s Peace, The Soul’s Song
The Living Bridge of the Holy Word The holy word is not merely language—it is the living thread between heaven and earth. It is what can be written or spoken, yet its source lies beyond both ink and breath. When written, it reveals meaning through form. When spoken, the holy word vibrates through the human
In the Shadow of Loss, the Master’s Light
Faced with loss, though Karma’s truth I know, And life’s return in endless ebb and flow, No comfort can it bring to soothe the pain, For grief remains, as seasons wax and wane. Deep pain persists, eclipsing ancient lore, Reincarnation’s promise feels no more. The truth of Soul eternal, vast and wide, Is shadowed still
Masters of Logic: Ego’s Chains, Spirit’s Wings
Tools we hold, with form and grace, Shape the work and set the pace. In themselves, they carry weight, But use determines their true fate. Logic, too, a tool refined, Can free the soul or cage the mind. In ego’s grip, it turns and binds, Constrains the heart and blinds the mind. Yet Spirit’s logic
“In Sorrow’s Depth, a Whisper of Love
In Sorrow’s Depth, a Whisper of Love In a day of sorrow, heavy and deep, I cleaned my home, hoping solace to keep. Unknowing, my heart’s home I tended too, Behind a baseboard, a card came into view. It read in words, both gentle and divine, “I have called you by name; you are Mine.”
Shaping Breath, Molding Dreams
Shaping Breath, Molding Dreams Breathing in, not just for air, But spirit’s sweet energy we find, Inhaling deeply, we align, Our mind with the universal kind. We hold our breath, to let the heart, Infuse the thought with love and grace, The gathered force begins to set, The mold for dreams we hold in place.
Fleeting Presence, Eternal Mystery
Fleeting Presence, Eternal Mystery In the silent night, the veiled pulled aside, The master’s face once again appeared, Busy I was, where shadows reside, Master smiled, then once more disappeared. © Vishy Dadsetan With the Spirit’s ever-present nature, our readiness determines when the veil to love’s mysteries is lifted and how long they stay revealed.
Tempest
Tempest waives, rose dark and near, Roared their warning to fill the air. Stood the Master on rocky shore, Unmoved by fury, fearing no more. © Vishy Dadsetan What would our experiences be like without fear? The fearlessness I have known had calmed the internal storms of their minds and passions. They were unmoved by
Harmony in Goal Setting
When energy makes our lives symphony, Success is realized within harmony. In harmony, the future and past disappear, The fulfilled desire shines bright and clear. © Vishy Dadsetan In a world of boundless energy, harmony or dissonance determines whether we realize a goal or continue struggling with obstacles. Teachers, learning, goal setting, effort, and experience
Embracing Unity vs Duality in Skillful Planning
With unity, paths merge, and skills begin to grow, The unknown turns familiar as wisdom starts to flow. In duality, lessons scatter and fail to align, Distinctions bind the familiar with no repeatable design. © Vishy Dadsetan Poems are condensed communications. As the author of this poem, I can tell you precisely how I intended
The Raven
The event below happened during a visit to Sweden as the crowd listened. The music danced with grace and thrill, Calling the bodies not to be still. Yet the minds, rigid in their form, Resisted the pull of the vibrant storm. One among the crowd, with a heart so strong, Her body answered the eternal
Souls Game in Eternity
In eternity, soul threads its way, In the world of time where illusions sway, It takes on flesh to embrace the game, Tiring of play, it returns home the same. © Vishy Dadsetan
The Dance of Oneness and Separation
In the vast expanse of all that is, Where spirit dances with the earthly form, There lies a truth, beyond the veil of sight, A oneness pure, undivided, warm. In this oneness, all distinctions fade, No high nor low, no shadow, no light, We see the soul in every grain of sand, The sacred pulse
Willpower’s Blade
Willpower’s sword, though strong, will wear away, Its edge grows dull with each unmeasured sway. Wield it with care, let wisdom guide your hand, Not to replace a well-considered plan.
Rising from the Shadows
In the depths of night, where shadows lie, A heart may whisper, “Why must I cry?” Like a seed beneath the frozen ground, Hidden strength in you is found. Your spirit, a phoenix, in silent grace, It yearns to soar, to find its place. Each step you take, a warrior’s stride, Through valleys low and
Beyond Balance: Embracing Unity
In multiplicity and duality, balance finds its play, Each piece in perfect harmony, in night and light of day. Two forces dance in counterpoise, a graceful cosmic waltz, Within the ebb and flow of life, balance never halts. But in the realm of Oneness, where separateness dissolves, No balance can exist there, no question to