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 1, 2011
together
When you stop counting the steps
you have taken to get HERE.
Then your jounrney turns into
a sweet basil in your soup.
Together we have come home, my friend,
Together, we have come here
where we can easily melt into the sea of love
where all our questions become
our answers.
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