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.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Sunflower
Your ability To predict the future Might earn you some prominence
and dignity.
Your courage to plunge your roots
Deep Into the heart of this moment
Can make you fragrant like a
Sunflower.
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