Treasure Island

Saiom Shriver

(Ohio)

Ramayana


That karma sparks
kama
is one teaching
of Avatar Rama

Submitted: Thursday, May 03, 2012
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Past karma fashions kama, or desire, sometimes for the soul with whom there is a karma.

The Ramayana was written in Sanskrit over 20,000 years ago and is the story of the incarnation on earth of Avatar Rama. Sanskrit, the mother of all Indoeuropean languages, has been described by British judge William Jones as 'more perfect than Latin, more copious than Greek, and more exquisitely refined than either.' It is the only language whose characters as written match the electromagnetic patterns of the sounded syllables.

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