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 5, 2013
If your residue is dense
If you’re struggling so much, If your pain is intense, If you host so much fear If your residue is dense, It is because you You cling to a spider’s web And flirt With something that Is not real.
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