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.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
your inner eyes
Let your inner eyes
open and see
the beauty of life.
I wish you could
See your capacity to rise like
ten thousand suns –
a single lane branches out
into million paths
so that instead of
walking behind each other,
we walk together.
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