I am passing
Carrying your heart with me,
Seeking a fertile land
Welcoming soil
To plant your seeds
Growing love.

Away from noisy windmills
Stream of the useless thoughts.

Find a way
To have a simple life.
Enjoy,
Fresh baked bread
A glass of soft water,
Eat less and understand more.

Live,
Like a red pomegranate.
With an ordinary skin
And a belly,
Full of sweet mystery,
Seeds of love.

© Serena Devi, November 2010

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