Dear friend:-
You're here finally and I bow to the one that brought you here. You're here because you chose to be here at this time. You're here to celebrate beauty through words we speak, through deep silence. We might call them poetry or songs or chants. It does not matter what we call them. What matters most is you're here. These words come through us like flowers come through plants, like the rains pour from the sky. May we all become the light we spread, the beauty we speak. Blessings.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Combination key
This afternoon
I was not paying attention at all.
Someone got into my mind's secret
and stole all my worries!
Out there or somewhere
There is surely someone,
who has a combination key
into my mind.
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