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.
Friday, March 16, 2018
why rush
why avoid
hard times?
why run
away from
ordeals?
why come to
a conclusion
to soon?
why rush to
blame someone
or to give up?
everything
is working
together
to polish you.
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