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.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
the walk
the walk
towards yourself
begins here -
Not in the future nor in the past.
It begins right here -
Yet fear is the barrier.
Ego is the barrier.
stop criticizing how
the rain makes love to
a tree -
move beyond judgement
and doubt and flow
with mississippi -
kiss the honey mouth
of the sky -
accept the face
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