When this will end?
I don’t know,
If I am dying
Or this is my rebirth.

Soul is streached,
All over the galaxies now,
Oh, her poor skin.

The sharp diamond within
Sat on throne of my heart,
Shines beyond time and space.

I am still on my path,
Surrender to Angel of Love,
But if you look deep,
You see in each shiny place,
A piece of my flesh.

Yes, I am still faithful to Love.

© Serena Devi, Jan 2010, Thornhill Canada