Yama यम | The Witness Yantra | Aluminium Print

This is the altar of the silent witness, little one. No king sits here, only the things that always tell the truth. The dark buffalo Mahisha, who has carried every soul. The brass scales that have never tipped for a clever word. The danda crowned with the bone all of us share. The yantra above — that geometry behind the world, the quiet order Yama keeps. The ledger waits open. The candles burn low. In the stillness between breaths, this is where dharma is weighed. Live so that the weighing leaves you light, child.