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, March 1, 2012
lion in the zoo
The deeper you move into the ground
the clearer the water becomes.
because this is a place of deep listening.
It is a place of love, place of no judgement.
as you move inside
It becomes very clear to you
If the lion roaring in your chest
is the real one
or the lion kept in the zoo.
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