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.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
go nowhere
Go nowhere. Find the deepest meaning of life residing within you as yourself. Let the past and the future dissolve into your beauty. only people who are not happy go out in the street to start war.
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