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, August 2, 2013
you are a gift
You
Are a gift Of all gifts. Accept it without Fear or doubt. Only when you become A stranger to your own sweetness Pain takes over. Live inside your heart And everywhere You sit Is home.
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