V, P, K: A SET OF TRIDOSHIC POEMS
VATA
The airy whisper, swift and free, Vata dances, wild and glee. Movement's essence, light and quick; a restless spirit, never sick of new horizons, thoughts that fly, beneath an ever-changing sky. Creative sparks, a vivid gleam; life's vibrant, ever-flowing stream.
But too much wind can cause a chill; a scattered mind, a restless will. Anxiety's grip, a worried frown, when Vata's balance tumbles down. The skin grows dry, the joints may creak; a fragile whisper, soft and weak. Sleep can evade, a fleeting ghost; when instability is uppermost.
So seek the warmth, the grounding touch; a steady rhythm, not too much. Nourishing foods, a gentle calm; a quiet space, that brings no harm. For Vata thrives on routine's hold; a settled story, to unfold. Embrace the stillness, soft and low, and let your inner balance grow.
PITTA
The fiery core, intense and bright, Pitta's essence, burning light. Transformation's power, sharp and keen; a focused mind, a vibrant scene. Ambitious drive, with purpose clear; they conquer challenges, quell all fear. Digestion's fire, a strong embrace; efficiency lights up their space.
But too much heat can make them flare, and a sudden temper is hard to bear. Irritation rises, sharp and quick, When Pitta's balance starts to tick. The skin can flush, a rosy hue, acidity lingers, fresh and new. Perfection's pressure, a burning quest, can leave the mind feeling distressed.
So seek the cool, the gentle ease; a breath of calm upon the breeze. Sweetness and balance, a soothing balm; protecting oneself from inner harm. For Pitta thrives on moderation's art; a peaceful mind, a tranquil heart. Embrace compassion, soft and deep; the fiery spirit, gently keep.
KAPHA
The earth and water, a steady hold, Kapha's embrace, stories untold. Of gentle strength and quiet grace; a grounding presence, in time and space. Stability's core, a loving heart; a peaceful soul, playing its part.
With sturdy frame and calm resolve; slow to anger, problems to solve. Memory deep, like an ocean's bed; kindness flows, words gently said. Contentment dwells, a tranquil art; a loyal friend, right from the start.
Yet sluggishness can start to creep, when Kapha's excess, runs too deep. A heaviness felt, a clouded mind, resistance to change, of a stubborn kind. So seek the light, and movement's flow, to keep the balance, and truly glow.
