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

3 comments

  1. 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.

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