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.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
when you slow down and watch
when you slow down and watch
the legion of stars shine between your breathes
the bed of flowers blossom where your thoughts recede.
between the grooves of your ribs
the oceans proceed.
when you slow down and watch.
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