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, October 11, 2013
crust of the earth
You Search for meaning Outside of you. Let your roots break The crust of the earth, move deeper And touch something sweet. You will never be afraid of Your own beauty again.
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