Mend my wings

When dagger of your love
opens my heart,
nothing interests me anymore,
I get lost in longing
the lover inside me
has gone beyond the earth;
I survived your storms, whirpools and lonely roads,
I cannot survive the fire in my heart,
I know, I must to be silent,
let ache speaks of my gone years
in your search,
I cannot love you more,
break the rest of me,
let me go home,
mend my wings,
open a window
for my soul
into the morning.

~ Serena Devi, Sept 2012~