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.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
nothing to force
It is enough to know
there is nothing to force,
there is no button to push
for everything unfolds
on its own –
only be patient.
It is enough to be tickled
and caressed and particularly
be dazzled by the mystery of life.
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