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.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
dream and dreamer
Why pay attention to the
things that fall and rise?
if your only homework is
to awaken the dream and dreamer
inside of you, that will be the end
of all stories and the beginning
of true freedom.
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