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, July 31, 2017
great rush
the way
they do it in hospitals,
you don't have to be in
a great rush to get rid
of your pain -
may be it can be
even more beneficial to
you and the world
to sit with your pain and
kindly ask why he chose
to come to your door
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