three rivers. one ocean

I speak in three tongues,

from one heart,
a single fire.

The first is Poetry;
the lost art of interior design,
where the poem is a prayer, a plaint,
an echo of our deep calling for deep.
It is a catabasis romance with the soul,
catching reflections just right,
so a gleam of recognition
might fluoresce in another's eyes.

The second is Jyotisha;
the tongue of the Rishis,
where stars are the pulse of karma,
the breath of ancestors, the measure
of a soul's long vow.
Here I read the threads of fate,
not to bind, but to show the knot
that longs to loosen,
to turn the elegy of woe
into a place of exceptional Peace.

The third is Hellenistic;
where myths rise from forgotten seas
and planets are gods still speaking.
Here I restore the ancient stories,
so a seeker might remember
the hero's journey is their own—
to find the courage to change their world
from inside out.

Three rivers, one ocean.

This work is simple:
to reveal by symbol,
to heal by vision,
to show that the chart is not a prison,
but a mirror for the Great Work—
the sacred art of becoming
the meaning-maker of your own life.