Coming to light

Touch me
and perhaps
I return to your world,
Hold me
and perhaps,
The fire of my heart
burns us both.
Call me
and perhaps I bloom
in a song,
and enter your sky,
like a floating leaves,
like a daring hawk,
like a new flower
In hope to rise from rocks
break through from chest of earth
and coming to light,
touch me again
and I will be lost in your presence

~ Serena Devi ~