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, December 16, 2016
trying to explain
trying to
explain and
describe the
nature of love
can interrupt
the direct flow
of love into
your heart.
What is real
And deep
cannot be
explained with
thought.
It can only
be drunk in
and experienced
and felt
directly.
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