Yama यम | Dharma's Bright Dance | Museum Poster

Not every face of Yama is grave, little one. Look — here he moves through the bright clouds with the palm-leaf manuscripts of dharma in his hand, the golden danda dancing with him. This is Yama in colour: the keeper of the world's tune. Without him the harvest would not come in its season, the river would not return to its bank, the child would not grow into the elder. He is not only the end of the song. He is the rhythm that lets the song be sung at all. Dance lightly, then. He is watching kindly.