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.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Lion's roar in every drops of tears
Sometimes
We feel the depth and intensity
Of beauty around us
And dissolve into tears.
And in every drops of tears
You can hear the lion’s roar
And the ocean singing
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