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, July 29, 2011
Beloved light of my heart
Beloved light
of my heart, of my soul, of my mind, of my body;
Here is a deal between you and I:
Since supreme love knows and sees and touches only one, not two, not three not ten but only one
On my own sweet readiness, not out of defeat or fear,
I will take off, I mean, vanish and fully surrender to you
Not tomorrow, not next week but Now
So that you will take over and radiate so
delightfully that everyone who sees you
merges with you.
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