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.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Heart's flower
a companion is your heart's flower whose abundance irrigates your soul's thirst. She does not borrow you her wings. she shows you where your wings are so that you can fly beyond the ego's gravitational force, to the point of no return
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