Love Blows

Love blows

Nothing remains the same.

The barefoot sky walks on a edge

Of shadow and light,

Touched by passing lovers,

Undressed by Sun.

All questions end in fury of ocean waves,

Reaching warm moist sandy beaches of tomorrows.

It is not the first wave, overflows over

curves of waiting coasts, it is almost in

the end, when sun of yesterdays rests

In eternity’s bed, nothing remains

But a magic of a kiss

Between the loving lips.

Love blows,

Beside a naked woman, sounded sleep.

Summer nights are full of promises.

He may pass in her dreams, one more time;

With a smell of sandlewood and light touch of his fingertips.

Suddenly all thirst and urge disappeared

Behind the veil of pale moon.

Alone, she is alone in the face of memories,

The celebration of bodies, in passion, sweat and orgasms, behind the veil, the truth is fragile and fading.

Soul was peeled by love, scent of a lavender candle and sex,

before dawn, her heart turned red

And summer night became a cage.

She must run, out into aloneness of her feelings, into the unseen shores,

Crying over the wind’s shoulder

Waiting for hope, for his return.

Love blows, years are gone

She stands alone beside the cypress trees,

Eyes see, lips feel,nothing remains the same.

her heart is colourless wonderer

In poetry, loving and let go.

Memories, the fire of her blood, the power of her pen,

The mystery of a blade and endless curving of her soul,

Dying and continuing.

Beating in moving waves of ocean,

Unmoved within her own heart,

How can she ever reach to the other side?

Love kisses her lips

and soul flow over all dreams

Into the tomorrow’s Sun.

©Serena Devi

Fragile Rose

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Life is a fragile rose,
Soft, pure, mysterious and beautiful.
It flow gently in our humans veins,
into green valleys of possibilities.
In her sacred ways, it blooms in blood of earth and heat of sky’s passion.

She bends, she stands, she murmurs between hands of wind,
She disappears in sigh of ocean embracing shores,
Ah, life is ache in my bones
Longing to reach out and be free.
My rose has been sitting
Outside of borders and storms
Inside the crystal cave of feelings
Not knowing what time brings,
Her petals are wet with tears,
Her lips, open, and hopeful
For the graciousness touch  of the mighty king.
Ah, life…beat faster, higher
Than any possible dream of mine,
My rose is disappearing in fragrance of solitude, years after years.

All roads ended in crystal palace of my feelings. How much love is gone and how much more are still here, inside my heart.
Ah, life
Touch me again, squeeze all of my being
This pain killed me over and over
And changed me million times
From day to night,
I died and reborn
Still waiting for harvest of my heart,
Give me who I am and silence will announce the homecoming of a queen.
Ah, life,
Kill me and let my heart
burst into thousands of traveling stars
Returning home.
I am just a fragile rose, dreaming my flight
Into forever fragrance of my feelings,
Never leaving, never arriving,
Forgetting everything,
In a sigh of joy
Meeting my shinning king
Before the next dawn.

I am just a fragile rose.

Serena Devi

Into the light

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Sometimes when there is no way out, you must go in. To the centre of heart gravity, where clarity sees and speaks. On your way in, you might face darkness, pain, fear and rage, keep go on, observe, feel and pass.
You will know, when your breathing changes, the path within is no longer narrow and dark, you no longer afraid of your own thoughts and feelings. You hear the movement of life in your human’s vein, you feel the gentle touch of intimacy with all parts of You. Tears might fall, aches might squeeze your being, and yet the breeze of homecoming presses her lips on thirsty skin of your existence.
Ah, you are meeting deeper, hidden parts of yourself, this ache is love, this ache is freedom offering healing to your wounded, unloved, disfigured parts.
Stay there, in centre of chaos and noise, in centre of serenity and acceptance. Stay with totality of all experiences.
You die over and over, you reborn again and again.
One day, one moment open up to complete surrender to Life.
You die and disappear,  silence transforms  every drop of consciousness in hollow of your disappearance into the  light, into God.

Serena Devi

Deep unto deep

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A single bird, life and death

Waves rise and fall into depth of the sea.

It is impossible to stop,

Grow and more grow

Deep unto deep

Cyprus cries and  moon  lifts her veil

by each song.

Where are our bodies, our sole way into life…

Your eyes shine, mine awash in tears

The taste of pear and salt, the amazing blue of sky

And a heart wonders between lives, experiencing, growing death after death.

What is happening to us.

The game was simple; die and reborn like a sun, a constant rose and fall of the waves

A single wave, a dance of magic, deep unto deep of life

It is impossible to stop,

all the buried wounds are out, into open sea

courage touches the unlimited above the seagulls wings.

I know the taste of power and silence,

The solitary wave,

remaking a tapestry of all imaginary patterns of past and future

across the sea.

Kiss with me, the sacred edge of morning and night,

Sun and moon,

Life and death.

I love to dive into deep dark,

Sensing everything, no ladder to climb up,

No golden light to pray.

Just ME,

Feeling Me.

The silent movement of life lips

With her devouring fire

On my human skin.

Deep unto deep,

My soul speaks through my dead mouth

And my heart melts

Drop by drop

Into the uniting sea.

I lived a full circle

No point is my return.

Life,

Fire, a grain of sand.

Me,

Deep unto deep.