From the next poetry book,
144 Quatrains
Come dream with me, throw the safeguard net into the sea
Happiness is alive fish, catch it with your two hands before it flee
The world is a wheel, up and down, rough and soft, cycles of nature
You can stop, release the grasp, in truth all you can, is to eat the happy fish.
© Serena Devi
The Soul Whisperer 