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, September 12, 2017
give up suffering
give up
suffering
beloved friend ---
as long as
you are thinking,
even if you think
about something delightful
you are not here (with me).
as long as you’ve rules
you are not free –
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