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, February 15, 2017
Buddha's bust
Why continue chasing
for the Buddha's bust?
why run after what Jesus
has said two thousand
years ago?
look inside your heart.
there are ten thousand
birds singing –
and countless moons
shining and
the whole universe
breathing -
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