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.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
the ocean without borders
You
are the ocean without borders -
don't fold yourself up into a pond.
Reject nothing -nobody.
Grace has always wanted to see
with your eyes,
Show deep passion to everyone
who crosses your path.
The minute you stop listening,
The moment you stop loving,
The way your heart beats,
the manner your blood flows
will change tremendous.
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