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, August 12, 2019
more real
My dear,
you may want
so much in your life-
whatever it is you
are starving
to acquire is not more
real than you -
remember this -
the whole universe
has evolved out
of you -
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