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.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
the wine of this closeness
Whether it is your songs
Or your deep silence
I don’t know which one brought me
closer to your bosom.
Whichever it is,
It makes no difference to me
in so far as the wine of this closeness
Keeps intoxicating this heart.
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