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.
Saturday, March 26, 2016
lotus blooming in your chest
What does it mean
to be a true friend?
you asked.
i responded,
to be a lotus
blooming in your chest.
to be a deep glow
in your sweet eyes -
to be a hidden music in your lips
and with a true friend you
don't pick up a conversation
from where you left the other day.
You always forge a new one
because every day is a first day
of your life and a true friend
is never afraid of being a beginner
every day.
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