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

Solitary Man

Would I be able to live

 with a broken heart, 

he asks?

The red rose smiled

 and pressed the edge of thorn

 closer to skin of her petals.

The way to freedom

 is through ache and blood, 

your broken heart 

is the entry of a true love, 

she said.
So many layers, 

walls, steel you are 

 using to  guard yourself, 

what are you holding in safe?

why are blocking the light?

My beloved, kiss the thorn

feel your broken heart,

Love is the only path, walk

she said.

the blood of love is lava, 

it burns and flows forward.

 It awakes all your senses,

 desires to be free again, 

to love fearless 

and never stop 

by jet black of solitary

 or blue edge of doubt 

before a new dawn, take a flight.
Love again and be loved again,

The journey within in a solo walkabout

The one on earth should be hand in hand, 

one pulse in two loving hearts. 

One love for all, 
He picked another olive, 

ache was gone.

He looked at the sky,

Saw a new light,

Smell of rose and jasmin, 

 scent of a new beloved,

magic lies in silent touch 

Of a two heart

Just before words arrive

And lips shape the first kiss.

Ah, his heart opens up

To love and be loved 

In each breath of life.
©Serena Devi, Now! 23rd Oct 2016

Heart prayer for home coming

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Friday 8th May – Heart Prayer
Today, I pray for what my heart truly desires, longs and been expanding to.
Our Beloved Universe,
bring me a place of resident, a place for rooting, for building and sharing. A place close to heaven and its music, a place that I invite lovers, friends, seekers and my true love in.
A place for teaching, eating, laughing, dance and celebration.
Beloved Universe,
Bring me the highest possibilities to be Who I am, serve the creator, share with others, in love, in gratitude and harmony.
Beloved Universe,
give wings and strength to my vision, to Seraphim Vision and, provide me whatever is required to establish this vision in form, to build House for all lovers of you, to take their soul journey in safety, sharing and warmth of their soul tribes.
Beloved Universe,
give me the freedom of all thoughts and emotions, all memories and old way of living, nothing to hold me back to stand, powerful and transparent as a SOUL, as a Divine Vessel and BE a devote to flames of Truth and serve as an Alchemist, and seraph.

May before the next full moon, this deep longing in my heart manifest in the most amazing possible way, as the honey drops of heaven fall on my head  in each breath and the stream of forever love and joy of divine presence in my heart flows. I said it in words, I surrender to present, I bow to whatever rise and meet me in this moment and the next ones. Grateful and humble, I am in love of everything, and may this truth that lives and breathe in me, manifest the dream of all humanity, “HOME COMING”.
Love you all.
So be it.

Rest 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.