An empty Cup


Who am I?
A wanderer between places,
Longing for a glimpse of her beloved.

A poet, a mystic perhaps,
blowing her soul in rebellious wind,
Whirling in ocean of delight,
no wish to arrive.

Or an empty cup,
One more sip,
I am full!
One more sip,
I am empty.

All day long,
Pour me with love.

© Serena Devi, Jan 2010, Thornhill Canada

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. trixy says:

    “One more sip,
    I am full!
    One more sip,
    I am empty.”

    Amazing way to see it…
    you really do have a way with words 🙂

  2. Serena Devi says:

    As always, My true appreciation my friend

  3. ram0singhal says:

    divine….sip god in every breath…..dance divine…timelessness

    love all…

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