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, March 10, 2018
everyday splendor
Everyone
and everything,
even winds and
sparrows
want to kiss
the lips that
trembles with
wonder,
the lips that
part only to sing
of everyday
splendor
and gratitude -
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