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.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
more sweeteners
I taste life's song in my tongue, echoing against the hills of yearning. I see her dances in the eyes of every human being I come in contact with. Oh, how delicious, dear friend? How delicious is this existence when you're here! How sweet! Beloved friend: Do we still need more sweeteners in our foods, when life herself is so sweet? Do we, dear friend?
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