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, May 7, 2016
in the beginning
in the beginning
we were many.
we were thousands.
we were millions like stars
in the sky of generosity.
one day we gazed at each other
and inside each others heart
we saw something we could
not say with words.
we became silent and
silence brought us close
to each other and
now we became one
and we hold everything
that is necessary for life
like a rosebud holds
light and air and the moon
and the soil and laughter
and pefume and fire -- inside of her.
we hold everything that
is precious.
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