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, July 29, 2023
House of God
D
You might forget this
but your heart remembers it vividly
There is no distinction between
sunrise and sunflower –
it is only way of speaking -
there is no boundary between
you and the sky -
don’t always run away from hunger –
it is hunger that makes God sweeter –
I heard you say, my dear friend
that love is the meeting
of two people –
did I hear correctly?
Love is not the meeting
of two people –
love is the absence
of distance between you and I
Love is when you look at me
and see yourself –
It is the union of
your heart with your mind and body
your oneness with everyone –
It is when you awaken
to the light shining inside your breast –
then you will find, everything,
everything there -
when you realize that
nothing is missing.
Then a lover’s breath becomes
the aroma released by a hundred blossoms -
and a lover’s body becomes
the house of God,
awakening happens
only inside this body.
it becomes the sky
lit by ten thousand stars –
and a trip to your heart does not
take a thousand years –
the heart becomes you and
there is no urge to
go anywhere -
in the end, the body and mind
don't even exist --
they turn into a guesthouse
of eternity.
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