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.
Thursday, January 12, 2017
your kindness
It is not how
much you know,
or what position
you hold in the
world
but your kindness
my dear friend,
your radiance
somewhere
deep inside,
that weaves
the universe
together.
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