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.
Thursday, November 2, 2017
heart of the Buddha
you've the eyes of Jesus
and the heart of the Buddha -
Come out at night
in the open field where trees
don't cover -
let the moon and all
the milky ways be shocked
by your beauty -
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