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
Rip your chest open
don't depend
of your guru's words
to be happy,
nor on the holy scriptures
nor on people's opinions about
you -
Rip your chest open
and see what is inside.
This will be beyond
what you can ever
imagine.
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