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, December 6, 2010
when the mouth parts
Somethings in the heart is very strong
Somethings in the heart
They want to be said,
They want to be shouted.
Somethings in the heart of a dove…
But when the mouth parts,
Only one word comes forth.
LOVE.
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