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.
Monday, October 16, 2017
the thin line
what is love?
It is soft
and winged
daybreak
waking up
inside your
sacred being
like a lion
and eventually
the thin line between
you and the daybreak
fades away.
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