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, April 7, 2012
be still first
be still first
and look at the things around you
that are still.
All of them are pointing to your inner light or inner seed
that never changes with your fame
or your failure. That is who you
are, my friend.
That is who you are.
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