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, February 14, 2016
self-birthing
Love
Is self-birthing, self-generating
alchemical energy.
It feeds itself to
Those who are
Open
and it never dries.
and no matter how
much you feed on it
It never makes you
overweight.
It moves endlessly
and it is never tired.
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