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.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
ocean-divers
This continues to marvel me:-
The number of ocean-divers
is rising beyond statistics.
This is not because the ocean
wears a makeup to attract anyone.
She simply remained the same
And true to herself.
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