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.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
the whirlpool
Direct
your devotions
Your passions
Your desires and
each step you take
towards the whirlpool, the vortex
within you.
Before you go far,
They grow wings of light and
Take you home.
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