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.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
It is time
It is time, dear friend
we evolve and end human suffering
it is time we bloom and outgrow our folly.-
who said the hands you hold is not divine?
who said the place where you stand now is not sacred?
who said the mouth you kiss is not holy?
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