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, July 17, 2012
your brilliant servant
Promise yourself one more thing before you go out the world today: - Let your mind be your brilliant servant not your commander in chief so that the world will be more fragrant, more friendly, more transparent and we can smile more often.
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