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.
Tuesday, February 23, 2016
stark aliveness
In the
State of stark aliveness
even what seems to
be man- made becomes
real.
You will become a child
and dare to do what
is forbidden in the eyes
of the world.
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