Snow falls in the soul

The eyes of my heart watches
The snow falls in the soul.

Pathways,
memories,

Dissolves.

Unsprouting words on the hills of silence.
The Karmic winds blows ,
taking the last clothes i'm wearing.

The seeds of Omkara
pushes out
into the sunshine of nothingness.

Gods born from imaginations and fear
strive to stay alive in dark entrails of thoughts
The anguished corners and corridors are swept away by madness .
And no clinging Gods can stay.

The seriousness of Truth
rolls like a head
sliced down by the soul-consciousness.
Resurecting anew in the self.

The snow falls in the soul in silence.