Tag: Yama ruled nakshatra

The Sun in Bharani burns clean. It doesn’t shine. It scorches truth. It breaks illusion. Then builds again. These souls don’t settle long. They move, shed, vanish, return. They are constant transformation in motion. Birth, death, repeat—without pause. Rebirth is their pattern. Not poetic—literal. The body remains. But the self shifts. Often, without warning or…