Come, Break Me Open: Mystical Poetry

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.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

the universe

you start glowing
like the moon
when you stop
seeking approval
outside of you and
vanish into your own...
essence -
the moment raindrops
disappear into the sea,
they are no longer drops
they are the universe.

Come, Break Me Open: Mystical Poetry

Sunday, July 27, 2014

the universe

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