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, November 23, 2016
some tenderness
Show yourself an
some tenderness and
know that you are
nor the beginning
nor the end,
you are the black
hole in the milky way,
the ultimate
reality, the eternal
truth.
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