Union of all

In the dream of world
where you no longer recongise the other;
He, who is so quiet inside your heart; pours himself out like a rainbow,
Colorful, warm and loving.

She, who is vast and soft receives his music,
leads him enchanted into the bath of light.
The glorious space between two flames of one
Opens like a valley of lilies, into mystery of love.

She waited so patiently, walking out of the silence,
purely enters the hours of innocence touch.

He was longing, long ago, for her to come and embraces the solitary man,
away for separation and sorrow;
New beating inside the breath of time.
When the beloved appears, the lover astonished and speechless
Recognise the magnificent beauty within his own heart.

All things rest peacefully
Inside the eternal stream of the truth.
We rearrange the outline of our lives;
Where images of happiness lingers on sharp edge of mind;
Hopelessly trying so hard to achieve some trophy,
some kind of ending; out of suffering.
Everything is here, in love;
Inside the silent songs of our hearts.

The man, I love,
The woman, I am.

Touch her skin, her shoulder, her wanting lips;
See the hunger in his eyes, feel his heart
the love beyond doings of the world.

A long intimate experience of your humanness and touch of your soul.

The unsayable parts of your journey, from earth to stars;
When your beloved arrives, everything turns into lessons and growth
Every touch on bare skin of knowing;
Keep moving you closer and closer to center of love;
Inside the mirror of your feelings,
The double world;
The man, you love,
The woman you are;
Turn each other’s body into a perfect celebration of life.

The ending of human, the beginning of Soul;
Hesitate no more,
The truth lies within your heart;
The beloved, the lover;
Union of All
reside in you.

~ Serena Devi ~
AUGUST 2013

Power of One

Our only choice is
To mature up in not knowing of life.
Accept our vulnerability and ache of longing
to be embraced by something greater than ourselves.
We are shown the peak of our soul’s love and the helplessness of our human skin.
We became one force, holding this cosmos journey united in both hearthbreak and joy of grow.
The fire is real,
Tears are real,
Our togetherness is real.
Our shattered hearts, crucifixion and resurrection as One Christ is absolute presence of what truth is and reflects back.
There is no longer a strategy to deny our Godlikeness.
There is no veil left.
It is all here, all we ever wanted, radiating gracefully in all we experience and become.

The wilderness of life flowing out of our Human bodies, purified orbs of light shinning across the sacred Earth, it is the perfect love. The perfect happening. Flowering the mystery in every step we take on the edge of two worlds, coming a Sacred Union, between matter and Spirit, we are weaving a galactic tapestry between time and timeless.
Mark this moment as fulfilment of your divine embodiment,
Let end the unending need to make this moment anything different than what it is.
Choosing love is the only choice,
Walking the path to unknown is the only direction,
Loving all is the highest vibration,
Let us claim our freedom,
In a silent bow
To life as It is.
And never betray our own hearts by believing in less or more of anything.
We are Gods.
We are One.

Words by Serena Seraphim Light
Photo: pixabay

Holiness

Holiness is everywhere.
The arranged flowers in a vase
on the edge of life and death
offering endless beauty;
in two small palms of a child
offering a share of her chocolate cake.
In the carved wrinkles
on a mother’s face
tracking time;
beholding love.

Holiness is everywhere.
Behind the eyes,
the unmoved presence returns
to the story of creation;
sky blooms in forgiveness.

The graceful walls of soul
silently holding us to the end of
all weeping and blaming.
When heart reaches its wisdom,
heaven shakes.
In arrival of the dazzling flight,
effortless joy,
drawing us close
to the orbits of earth.

I become you,
brightened by the truth
neither a saint, nor a sinner,
what is left from the story
is a pure light.

Serena

I must love you so much ….

There is a room, not too large, not too small.
It holds the silence of forests for me.
Poppies bloom on its walls.
Ocean waves could be heard in beating of my heart.
Dream making is allowed between hours, day and night.
I am so selfishly alone in this room.
The door is unlock, I alone, hold the key.
Silence is wide, and so dark. So easy to see the light and choose to disappear in this timeless space, with no plan for tomorrow.

Season passes, it is spring now. the restless movement of life cries for newness between the walls. I used to call it cave of enlightenment!
And extend my stay, because it is safe and comfortable, regardless the daily death of my dreams, or my mission.
Is it Gods will? Or mine?
Why am I here? Sinking in stillness, delicious presence of something beyond knowing, that only in this cave, in this dark, I can achieve the union and so powerful and sensual this experience is and has been.
Imagination, passion, curiosity are strange words in the mystery of fulfilment in this aloneness, that universe makes love with my every human fibre. My love grows for all there is, the deeper I drop into emptiness which is held by four walls.
I must love you so much to say “enter”!!
Are you a friend ? A visitor perhaps?
Could you love, as intense and as passionate as my eternal lover?
Can I let go of imagination and dress my wounds with pink lilies and orchids.

Birds are singing outside, How simple they can share their tiny existence with not much interference. For humans, we need either to write or invent stories. We prefer love stories, or magical tales of stars, either way, it is so hard to sit in a room alone with self.
Day in, day out, move from avoidance, resistance, hate, anger, control, self loathe …to love, to stillness,to peace and tranquility.
Now where one goes after peace, love and tranquility? When the world has gone and only reflection is the echo of a beating heart.
How deep is your love, to meet yourself, to know God.
Not in forests or luxury resorts, not is meditation classes and communities?
How deep can you endure your own presence? With no stories, or desire, or plan to save the world.
Sing a song in aloneness of soul, united with dark, being an spark of joy.
I must love you so much to say “enter”.

Serena Devi

April 2018/ Bali

Enchanted rose

I lived a fragile life in a form of a rose,

I sang my sorrows & wonders,

I painted my heart with golden rays of sun,

beneath Waterfalls, I drew the epic journey to centre of love and union.

I burnt the illusion of my petals, color, even the seeds of my essence.

I gave birth to innocence of present between walls of my kingdom.

I waited patiently, to smell my own fragrance, before the end of my life.

Who is she Now?

The silent ebb of love, the enchanted rose!

Winds and dancing trees, sky and floating clouds,

The bare simple moment on being aware,

In space, in time,

Marrying to magic and aloneness of being so fragile, so tender.

“I belong to no one and yet

The gentle force of dark mother,

Breathe in me,

Eyes of silence, gazing into Heart of universe,

Chanting my name.”

O, the rose is bloomed

The mystery of her fragrance whirls

Around the enchanted garden of the beloved.

Her petals are mortal worshiper

on alter of love,

Ah, it is her fragrance which is eternal.

The joy bearer of sun,

the moist lips of wanting

On soil of Earth,

Ah, mother of all,

Grand me a death in the name of a rose,

A burial worthy of beautiful Queens,

Devoted warriors,

I fell in love with smell of my own petals,

The soft, the thorn,

the majestic kingdom of love,

I am the enchanted rose.

Risen from the dark womb of all.

Seek no more, the mad heart,

You are the One.

~Serena Devi