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, September 6, 2019
like a cloud
all you can be confident
about in this instance
is the very essence of
who you are –
The eternal timelessness
that lies within you.
Everything else
passes before you
like a cloud, like it
never existed before
inside this poem
You wanted to obey your parents
So they can be proud of you –
you wanted to be a good citizen
and a successful man in the eyes
of the world –
and you walked away from your innocence,
from the grace you have known with
all of your heart –
you run away from your authenticity
and denied your true indentity
for survival –
survival came first and your heart second -
you became a good diplomat
busy drawing boundaries
and negotiating prices
and counting profits
we’re beyond survival my friend
we’re the orchard that gives new
fruits every day
we are the sky the releases
rain when needed -
look how the splendor of the
full moon can make
us empty!
So much has been said already –
If we use language
It can hide our true faces,
the face
that holds millions
of other faces inside -
silence is one of
the many ways I can
make this poem short –
be still
come back to your
heart now.
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