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.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
a place of remembrance
a place of remembrance...
I am going there tonight;
into my heart's shrine.
and stay
there for a while.
If you cannot see me
beloved one,
among the many faces of lovers
No worries,
I am now much more closer to you
Than in a thousand past lives.
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