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.
Saturday, May 7, 2016
heaven
I have met so many
people who work very hard
hoping that their
good deeds can take them to
heaven some day in the future.
I wish a had a better way of
explaining to them that heaven
is right here where their
feet have touched the ground
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