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
noise and silence
We are in the world
where noise is more
respected than silence -
You come
out of silence –
everything
comes out of
silence -
live in such a way
that your being here
on planet earth does not
disturb silence but
intensifies it.
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