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, June 18, 2014
an ultimate container
an ultimate
container
holds light
and yet does not
claim it.
it does not
own it.
it does not say
this is my light --
it does not prevent
darkness from entering -
for true love
contains both
light and dark,
joy and sorrow.
it's door is open
to all things.
it's not exclusive
it's inclusive.
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