A bit longer

Let stay in this moment a bit longer,

Where you and I grow our new wings

And our hearts yield to colourful leaves of love.

Our lips touch silently under surface of night

We open the unknown door and enter a new world.

Our waves of joy arrive on pebbled shore

Ah, sweet moon, stars and the mystery of passing moment…

I am going home in this moment

A bit longer when I am in pain

A bit shorter when I love,

In depth of this moment

I engage with aloneness

I engage with aliveness

Circling in wilderness of my heart

Everytime my eyes meet yours

Nightingale sings and moon smiles.
Let stay in this moment a bit longer.
© Serena Devi

Let’s die

Let’s die to all small and big emotions of unsafety, loneliness, hurt and betrayal, failure and suffering.
There is no one’s fault, no image, no thought, no moment rises without being allowed, consciously or unconsciously by you.
Someone wants to wake up, it feels hard to sit still, accept and let silence nurture the exhausted self, the undeveloped and unloved parts of you. The desire for surrendering rise from your womb, the ache and longing for softness and receptivity, through time and space.

Who are you, within web of my body, are you Soul? Personality, a drop of a water from ocean of consciousness, all the undissolved parts waiting for alchemy process, to turn into love!! Who are you?
I call you, to come and sit with me, with gentleness of sky and patience of trees. Your presence is all I need, to find the strength to stand as whole in this unbearable pain and not runaway, not hide, not blame, just die in my own loving embrace and witness how the crack in my heart widens, moment by moment for the light to open up and show me the secret pathway to lifetimes patterns of self-sabotage and manipulation, fear of being authentic.
Sorrow is part of our breathing, it carves inside out, the passage for the flow of acceptance, self nourishing and love.

Let’ die to all stories of control and success,
To all false senses of security, belonging and power.
I want to die and at the same time give life to this intense feelings of discomfort, wow and wonder and extremely painful of maturity in my human form. When, moment by moment, waves take me from joy and playfulness, to disconnect and pressure, just to open a new gate and invite a deeper relation with all parts, as Who I AM.
Perhaps it is my last hope, or my first authentic act to retrieve all parts of my soul, in the present without fear of rejection and disapproval. It worth dying…Isn’t death also a beginning?
The deeper I look into the mirror of the world, the deeper I must travel to underworld of my feelings, meet the shadow and unloved and even lost parts of my soul. Some, I must bury with love and care, with patience and compassion, some, I have to sit, months, even years, for the invite… just to enter, just to accept, to open and allow healing… for self love to grow.
Can I ever travel beyond my stories? Some sounds like an old gramophone, pausing, rewinding on its own….I am tired of repetition of the sorrow stories, the abandon child and the hermit path.
Can I finally admit, surrender to life as it comes, let flow truly moves me forward. Can I enter this moment, virgin, no sense of good or bad, no need or desire to do or not to do.
Let’s die and open up to more love, fall into unknown and even when it feels my skin is burning and I can’t stand one more minute in front of the heat of transformation and illumination, lets stay still, while parts of me dying that no longer serving my growth.
Let die and accept this human experience as without this body, I could never know, how beautiful I can be, how hard the ground of life feels and how amazing standing up is. How much more I can delve in, to be more truthful, humble and sensitive to all.
Let die and accept the agony of lessons and changes and embrace the magical ecstatic moments of ecstasy, when everything becomes one, and feels I never left home.
Today, I crossed a deadly desert, still feel hot, confused, vulnerable, nowhere to hide, rest or wait for the next day. So, come and hold my hands, my light, my shadow, my ache in the chest, my forever lover, my breath of longing, come and stay with me, until I die completely, turn to ashes one more time, hopefully one last time, to lose all I have to lose. To become a place free of time and space,
For love to happens, over and over,
On blade of grass, on the edge of moon’s lips on skin of night,
In face of strangers, and silent imitation of birds,
Come and end me
To reborn out of my new heart
Into a boundless echo of Now.
Now or never,
I promise you,
our forever no ending love affair in Now.

Serena Devi

Moments

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Could we open an intimate conversation
Without fear or resistance
To reflect, to unfold, to accept and let go
To let our life become a vast, boundless and abundant
place to meet truth, love and peace, moment to moment.

Could we look into each other’s soul and before calling another “You”
before blame and guilt of our hidden humans’ wounds
move us to act premature, unfair and sometimes even ruthless, could we phase and own our experience, without making another responsible for what we feel, think and believe. Could we have the patience and compassion with ourselves, to stay in our own pain and suffering , wait and trust,
without knowing where this opening to our inner struggle will take us.

Feel what we feel in moments, pain, anger, frustration, whatever comes, we embrace without labeling or changing it. When YOU is nothing but another suppress part of ourselves, behind thousand veils of illusion, could we just trust our heart and let the moment lightens another dark corner of our endless abyss of soul, to discover, to love and accept, to transform.
Our willingness and faith is the remedy to heal our undeveloped parts, to live an authentic life, accepting our vulnerabilities, accepting our dark parts and allowing is an act of courage and empowerment. The new space helps life to flow, to wash and heal, to direct and create.
By changing our perception, we experience ourselves in a new way and our vibrations shift from low (struggle, anger, self- seeking) to higher (forgiveness, compassion and love).
Today, mirror showed me that if I stop jumping up and down, the reflection will also stops, our energy is a forever repeating blue sky, when clouds are removed, all we see is Blue/Sky/Within.

Serena Devi, 19 July 2014

I travel with my heart

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I travel with my heart,
over all bumps and curves of learning and growth,
I feel the warm breeze of a new life
touching my skin softly.
I have travelled deserts, forests and high mountains,
those silent cry of farewells, let go of what I loved so close.
Now, my suitcase is packed light
for the easiest journey of my life;
where I can breathe in ease and peace
where I can spread my wings of love
write and sing poetry, dance and serve lovers of God.

I travel with my heart,
through the cross roads of hope, faith and courage
to a new day, leaning on strength of my soul
enjoying the exotic scent of sandy shores beneath my feet;
Into the sea, into the land
my life grows into a bountiful tree,
full of ripen fruits; falling into silent lake of my dreams…

the infinite path never ends,
circle within circle
on sailing boat of present
I watch the waves,
and embrace the coming tides.
Always, I am back into my lover’s arms
with the taste of peach on my lips
and the warmth of playful love
hurling through the chambers of my heart,
the pleasure of white orchids
in their eternal bloom.

Ten thousand years travel
into unknown horizons,
one must ask
where land ends and where the ocean begins,
am I satisfied?!

As I come to edge of a new voyage
my heart says “come in”
fearless of ever finding a land
to build a house and grow corn
my heart is satisfies with forever wondering
in sea of love.

I travel with my heart
Into clear sky of my destiny
That God has given;
The open gateway to
The promised land,
Some call it heaven, earth or home.

I call it Soul,
I call it love.

© Serena Devi, May 2014