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, May 27, 2016
rainwater
Be silent.
don’t turn on
your mind.
there is nothing
to miss by being Still.
allow this serenity to
awash you like rainwater–
a flower is waiting
to burst in your heart.
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