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.
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
holy fire
You are not here for no reason -
the world slept and dreamed
of a new being -
someone who’s awake -
someone who’s
compassionate and simple -
someone who’s
fearlessly open -
someone who shares
not pain but a holy fire-
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