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, August 23, 2017
anything real
every sound is
accompanied
by an echo -
You’re silence
and you don’t need
an echo -
anything real comes
out of silence and
only in silence
everything
is accomplished -
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