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, January 27, 2017
I am closer
I am closer
to you than
anything
you can ever
imagine.
If you
cannot see me
inside your joy,
if you cannot
see me inside
your sorrow,
if you cannot see
me inside your
silence ---
you cannot see me
even if we live
in the same room.
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