In Centre

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Between all of the mess and glory which we call it life.
Where, we laugh, cry, pray, enjoy, afraid, make love, run, teach, unlearn, get confused, hurt, smile and finally when we had enough, get quiet.
Between all the masks we wear all through life, man, woman, lover, spiritual, poet, artist, teacher, master, begger, guru, traveler,..
Between all the chaos and noises… drop everything that you think you know,
no planning, no going or coming,
no knowing or not knowing
no words, no sound
listen to your centre.
rest in silence,
like a wave of an ocean,
like a bird in sky,
like a baby in her mother’s womb
like a day knowing her night
like a poem written without a pen
like a grape swimming in her own taste
like a lovers, kissing without a lips, touching without a body.
rest in your centre,
like a spring murmuring in her cherry blossom
like me, sitting alone on white sheets of my heart
knowing, one drop of your love
will turn everything in floating ocean of ecstasy.

I say no more, my beloved,
as no longer I know, who is here and who is gone.
Love is mute, magical and free.

Serena Devi

Burning Love

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This path is too long
I can’t remember where my roots are buried
where seeds of my joy will be planted.
Today, I am here with no cloth or name,
I am here with no past or future
love won my silence and words became a stranger
love conquered the bridges to my heart
and aloneness became my husband.
Do not ask me what my plans are,
do I know who I am…
because I cry.
Because this path is too long
to be shared with anyone,
not even the shadow.
Everything must be dropped, purified, screamed
Dissolve in light of silence.
You know my heart is yours
so my life and integrity,
stop this torture, let me rest in knowing
that I know nothing,
help me to surrender
as my body is no longer my home,
I belong to nowhere, to no one.
So, I must be with You,
it MUST be US,
who knows except the maker
the songs of my heart
tears of my gratitude
and joy of seeing your eyes and forgetting mine.

The path is too long,
and love so burning,
there is no other way
but be a burning sun when you love God,
As I do,
Be silent my heart, I am the burning one.

Serena Devi, Feb 2017, Larnaca

 

Never ending of our homecoming


Where do I begin 

to tell the story of love, 

between my mad heart and God. 

He fills my heart 

with silence, 

he seduces me 

to go deeper inside. 

The hours are gone,

The moments in constant change.

Yesterday, tomorrow even now,

all troubles are veils over my eyes.
It is all a play, 

No one sees the faceless director,

Here, is just a place

No where we can hide from cycle of change.

Love is the easiest of the games,

I played it serious, controlling, seeking an end,

Ha ha ha,

Today, I play it silently with a lot of sense of humor, presence and fluid personality.

True Love found my heart

And I lost my mind, 

After that is easy,

Wipe my memories, every night after brushing!
Moments are castles build in sky,

Rooms full of everything, and nothing stays in the same place.

That is the magic of sky of flow, of not knowing

If there is a tomorrow, if wind comes, or a crazy hunter aims to kill the birds of sky.
It is all untrue, our stories and fears. It is a happening, always here, always out of our control. We can only control our responds.
I learnt to slow down and hear perhaps more and different than I see.

When what cause us feel and act is outside, we are not free, we are only touched by surface of this happening, the true happening rise from inside, breathe into it, and you feel the energy, the difference in your feeling and doing.

Isn’t it the time to end mental violence, and give the space to something beautiful, sincere, loving…

Feelings are all we ever know as our home, here, in body. Feel good, feel childlike, feel the innocence even in the face of storm, your feelings are your home.

Keep it grounded, cared for. This the true lover! This homecoming.
Serena Devi

Hello 2017

Hello,

Do you hear me inside this space, I call in inside… so, you must be out.. Somewhere in time and space.. Listening, still hoping.. They understand, they change… but I tell you… from the other side of death… they will never know what you felt.. They never faced death as you did and still do.

Death has been a great consultant, when you die every day to what you know about yourself, your life, your family… you learn the greatest lesson of life…Truth is not what I think or even see, Truth only breathes in moments and could be disguised in any form, it touches you for a moment, like a wild wind and then it is gone ..for another new moment.. and to meet this untamed, mysterious and seductive side of life, I call it… many Call him God… for me, the mystery is a thirst I can never satisfied.. For this desire to feel truth… I accepted this indescribable life, full of let go, ache and aloneness. I accepted to let go of everyone, because all I ever wished for, is to meet the mystery of God in each breath and I become refresh and new, every moment, not knowing who I am, where will I go… The world is a bubble, a platform to change my trains and have coffee of different platforms, with strangers who might become friends and with my own blood family who became strangers… This has been a path, not chosen but has lived in full spectrum..

 I used to know who I am, calling my name inside the bobble of life. I used to know, who my relations are, thinking no one will go away, but they did. Some, I asked them to leave,, some, asked me without words to let me go. I have been grieving for the last 9 years for all the loss that any human heart could experience, I felt depth of that suffering.

I danced between shadows and edge of hope, faith. Or surviving. I was wondering if one day, anyone come back to look into my mirror, to see what they really played in my life when I was left in cold of winter, in street of Vancouver, nowhere to go, no one to turn to!

 What happened when my friend of 35 years turned me away when I asked for a loan to pay for my hostel! I asked myself there and then, who are these people…

What did I do wrong? God answered, not in words, more of showing that the world is the mirror. All that is lost, was part of me, all that rises, is part of me.

And one day, I looked into the mirror and nothing was left from the world, I see a body, an intelligence here… and more of love than I ever imagined… I am free, I forgot their faces.. even the scars on my heart are fading. I am at the other side of this road, journey of discovery.. if we ever can call it the other side, I am there.. outside of boundaries, boxes, imitation of life.

When flames become your home, when alchemy becomes your only sanctuary, you choose surrendering, there is nowhere to hide, to stop, to pretend or preach. You are no longer standing in front of God. You are God and where we go after by know that. Don’t you forgive? Don’t you forget?

I did, I do. But I also never go back and never invite the nightmare in. I chose my heart, my simple and yet unpredictable life. I choose my true lover, the invisible one. Loving God, will take away your human personality, attachments, names, faces, belonging, fake friendships and connections.. Loving God, carves you, to your bones, until nothing is left, but truth. Devotion to mighty one is a priceless gift that no one really knows about it, until, you loss everything.. You realize nothing was yours to even begin with.

I am embracing 2017, from at the other side my life, Heaven, I arrived safe and free. I am saying Hello to the world and I am a true child of Sun, loving, dancing offering my life to the creator.

This year I no longer be anonymous, homeless and alone. I am standing in light and devotion to the creator of all,

Can you hear the voice of silence inside my words?

Can you see the dream of Heaven on earth, inside my heart?

I am here, outside of boundaries, limitation, fear, I am standing on Land of love…

Hello my children, Come home.

Serena Devi,

Larnaca, Cyprus 5 Jan 2017