Significance of Śanti Mantras

Significance of Śanti Mantras

Groundhog emerges annually from the hole

Shadow is seen again preventing the whole

Backpack of desires pull you back from the goal

Leaving the nest takes a toll on the soul

Some come to vedanta accidentally as a tourist

Some come with a definite intention of a purist

Crashing waves smooth the ragged edges

Repeated listening strengthen the pledge

Upanishad reading gives you only headache

Listening is the best icing of the cake

Giving gives you the status of 'Donor'

Śraddha gives you the status of Śraddhavan

Running around continues even for the clever

Search is for harmony and peace forever

Not guaranteed in heaven even with endeavor

Stay in the heaven ends when the visa gets over

Prayers allow celestials to bless

Students can concentrate without stress

Bending down decrease the waist line

Inner resistance melts and self shines

Inhalation happens because of Sun

Respiration happens because of Vayu

Elimination happens because of Varuna

Ability of strength is because of Indra

Ability to discriminate is because of Brihaspati

The one with long strides is Urukrama

Aligning speech, mind, action is Ārjavam

Manage unconscious mind with compassion

Pray to Devata to heal inner Dvaita

Pray to Iśvara to learn Advaita

Prayers prevent intellectual sloth

Learning continues with a steady growth

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