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, July 5, 2017
games people play
You know how
a modern man is in
love with procrastination -
if you ask him,
do you want to be
free now?
He would say,
I would love to.
but not now.
I'm still enjoying
the games people play.
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