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 10, 2011
every gratitude
Why do you go far When the abundance inside of you is already complete?
This morning the heart opened up
to a ten million galaxies and it was
impossible not to sing.
with every gratitude
you send out to the universe
A blade of grass smiles
and starts dancing with the wind.
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