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, July 18, 2017
more things
when you look
inside and suddenly
notice that you carry
the whole universe
inside your own heart,
you stop wishing for more
things in your life
other than what you
already have.
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