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.
Saturday, September 23, 2017
be content
for heaven's sake don't
try to become anything ----
anything at all or anyone---
be content with yourself
like the full moon,
like the flower ---
what you are
is more than enough.
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