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, April 26, 2011
why are you afraid to be different
why are you so
afraid to be different, my friend?
don't you see Canopus
beaming thru a dense molecular cloud
to offer her entire self
to the song of love?
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