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, March 2, 2017
another name for splendor
Once
you see
life in its
fullness,
once
you experience
this moment
exactly as
it unfolds,
without the
interference
of thought,
you realize
that
life is
actually
another
name for
splendor.
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