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, October 23, 2016
what you say does not matter
what you say
does not matter -
what you look
does not matter –
what you do
for a living does
not matter –
how you behave
does not matter -
the position you hold
in the world
does not matter -
none of these matter.
what you are on the
heart of your heart,
who you are in the
root of your root,
in the soul of your soul
continues to marvel me.
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