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
what people say
if you believe
what people say
about you matters most,
then, you become the slave
of their opinions -
be around those
whose warmth
expands your soul
and whose tenderness
make your eyes moist
with joy –
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