Listen to my fire, cries deep my soul!
Know the desire for bonding,
Changes as Autumn leaves blow off trees,
And separates the souls of lovers.
As leaves falling, multicolored flow patterns of imagination,
And bonds fade across distances of illusion,
For the imagination implants the impossibility of reaching out.
Bonds fade.
Through people’s illusory Fall, leaves fall masking the minds,
But in the soul, the Satori, the mind is already there.
Deep in the universe, deep in the cosmos, the mind is the soul.
Bonds fade over time.
So view inside the violet flames!
Seething, writhing, rising up like Cobras to strike!
This intensity flows up through all people, Kundalini power!
Bonds fade, but not souls.
Like Autumn leaves, piled up, all people lay together as one!
The immaculate love power flows like solar rays,
Deep, earthy, fertile and powerful!
Rays like the sun glow so bright.
Bonds fade, but not the light of soul love.
Every day soul love penetrates,
The people as warriors, on the path to oneness,
Souls sparking in the crisp air,
Imaginations full of heart felt emotions,
To transform negativity into soul fire!
Bonds fade, but not soul fire!
My love!