Come, Break Me Open: Mystical Poetry

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.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

nothing in this world

a fish pulled out water
can experiences intense confusion
and despair –
no matter how many
life- insurance you have –
as long as you live miles
away from your heart –
nothing in this world
can satisfy you –

Come, Break Me Open: Mystical Poetry

Sunday, July 27, 2014

nothing in this world

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