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, March 14, 2014
pointing to the sun
has not saved the world
from burning –
there are still guns
inside every single households
and there are wars -
pointing to the sun or talking
about her
does not make you warm -
It is necessary to experience
her directly and bath in her
fragrance –
giving yourself fearlessly,
delving into her warmth
feeling her presence inside
your cells
and drinking love
from her mouth -
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