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.
Friday, February 19, 2016
inside your openness
inside your
openness,
in your willingness
to let go,
life renews
itself
and
when
you look
without judgement,
no single
speck of
dust in the
universe is
in the wrong
spot.
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