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, July 12, 2012
If we really listen
Everyday We hear so much. We hear so much of this and that. We hear so much, far more than we want to. But if we listen, If we really listen, A miracle happens; The earth and the sky Would join body within body within body for a dance.
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