How can I be alone,
When I hear your every step,
How can I be sad,
When I feel the heat of your love,
How can I arrive,
When I never left.
What is the search for,
When it is always been here.
I feel so alive.
Connected and free of all traps.
My beloved,
I am yours.
and NOW is my promise.
© Serena Devi, Feb 2010, Thornhill Canada
divine……there is no I ……only eyes …..only tears write….your name……
love all…
I was wondering what happened to that friendly breeze coming from not so far valley of tenderness.
The one that has been faithfully playing the magical role of a delight. It arrived! It arrived.
A comment,a small courtesy to a writer of wounderously flowing powerful worde.A comment.
The Soul Whisperer 
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