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.
Monday, February 6, 2017
when you've nothing to say
one of
the most
beautiful
things that
can happen
to you is
when you've
nothing
to say,
when you are
empty of words
and thoughts -
it is time to be
still like a
garden
like a sunrise
and listen
to every little
utterances
of life.
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