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
inside your searching
Don’t keep talking
about love –
You’re the love
You are talking about.
What matters
is not how you keep
looking for yourself
everywhere.
what matters is
finding yourself
everywhere
inside your
searching
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