life is your inheritance
A fragile fracture of a sacred movement
Between dust and magic.
The thorny road, the narrow path,
The barefoot sage,
Is humming of your soul,
Falling in love with not knowing
Where Now stands.
Remember,
when ache breaks your chest
And tears blur your vision,
The soft scent of love
Always lead you to home.
Before you arrive here,
Mountains lived in fear,
Eagles were cages in dreams.
You arrived with power of choice,
Without understanding
the colours of sky and rainbows.
You fell into void,
Dark underworld of cobblestones
Monsters and secrets,
You forgot the blanket of love,
The lightness of your spirit,
The magic of your divine lips.
In cycles of moon and tides,
You remembered the unseen path
Of galaxies inside your own heart,
The Vision came to light,
Ache carved your heart
To excellence of its shape.
Crystalline gem you have become.
Time to claim the legacy of light.
You are the dance of creation,
Silent, majestic and holy.
You are the beloved dream of the dreamer,
Weaving into gold and silver of Gaia,
Enchanted music from beyond.
You are the brave ones,
Galactic Tribes on arrival phase,
A new dawn upon the Earth,
Coming out the spiral ladder of divine plan.
Yin yang lover,
In moments of joy
Coming together
Intimate, pure, magnificent.
The sublime beauty of One,
You are the brave sparks of love,
Moulded, carved, squeezed, crystallised
For the feast and celebration of the Mighty one.
This dance
Designed and engineered
Eras before your time here,
Breathe into now,
Be one with divine’s will,
Freedom is the house of angels and children.
Humans are too conditioned by mind,
They believe in choices
While the rest of universe knows,
There is no choice in face of love.
Gardens, butterflies, fire and ice, bees and magnolias are all glorified in choiceless dance of nature.
Your small ship on waves of life ocean,
Can only surrender to power of winds and your own mastery in navigating time, space and direction.
The rest is really the magic.
And of course the squeeze of grace beneath all earthy dramas,
Bravery is neither a gift, or a power,
It is acceptance
and full offering of love that you are
With no attachment to the outcome.
This is the way of a new earth,
Falling in love,
Be initiated through fire and ice,
Form and formless,
Masculine & Feminine
And duality lose its control and power
It is still a ground to play, to be, to improve, to enjoy and laughs
Knowing the director is behind the scene
And your job is just playing the part,
With care, serenity and fun.
Serena Devi
The Soul Whisperer 