Mind is engaged,
Admiring her own reflection,
Trapped face in mirrors around her.

Cannot look behind,
to see the real danger,
Pride, disowned child of abundant king
Is after mind’s throne.
Almost there.

Heart is free to love,
After many battles with that disowned child,
She learnt and grew many eyes.
Front, behind, around.
She chooses,
Who sits on her throne.

The key to freedom of all karmas,
Sits in silence,
Between Heart’s sealed lips.
In peace.

© Serena Devi, Feb 2010, Thornhill Canada

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