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, November 26, 2013
all-consuming sweet fire
you been taught for years that you will meet God not now but when you die - my dear companion, I don’t want you to wait any longer. please throw away your patience and lose your dignity And run fast towards this all-consuming sweet fire.
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