My home


My kitchen is orange,
My bedroom painted
In lavender.

My books are on the shelves,
Curtains are silk,
Torquay green.

Two crimson armchairs,
A poet,
with a friend.
Bite pieces of a cake
Eating friendship,
Laugh spontaneous.

One mirror
in a hallway,
one heart,
An open door
To the world,
Many possibilities…

A new life,
United
between walls,
In boundless space,
Free,
To be,
To choose
New things,
New ways
of seeing
And living.

Knowing
All paths,
arrives to
One truth.

We never leave home,
Just short,
Long walks
Around the block,
Or
Around the world.

Perhaps new furniture,
Or new paints,
Change the curtains,
or add few shelves.

The mirror,
Reflects the truth
of our home.
Keep it polished.

© Serena Devi, Feb 2011

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5 thoughts on “My home”

  1. dear and divine Serena…. home = h om e = om is soul of home with body of happiness and enlightenment…so be with om….the eternal music of cosmos like Allah and God….

    happy days ….all the days…..in your home….with the OM…
    love all…

  2. lovely poem and sprightly colorful. i like your description of home. i believe that this is the beauty of reclusivity, and not having the need to change the world. yours is an oasis and a refuge. beautiful.

  3. Dear friend, glad that you liked it and thank you for your kind words… life gives us opportunities to change our seeings… ando we stop interfering the perfection of the wrold.. your presence is calm and wise and always welcomed here…Serena

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