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, September 27, 2010
If you're hungry for the sea
If you're really, truly hungry for the sea
Don't spatter the water
by the shore and frighten the quails;
Delve into the sea and lose your mind
in the core of your longing,
into the heart of your calling.
Taste, this burning, this nectar of love
with your soul's tongue.
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