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.

Monday, August 18, 2014

state of illumination

does it matter
what language
you speak?
does it matter
what religious background
you have?
does it matter what tribe
you belong to?
only the path of love
can take you to the deepest
state of illumination
where you can have innocent
and intense seduction
with the beloved

Come, Break Me Open: Mystical Poetry

Monday, August 18, 2014

state of illumination

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