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, September 2, 2013
until you become the sea
The very instance love touches you, it makes you more humble, soft and tender opening you further and deeper so that you can contain more love and tenderness until you become the sea itself
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