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.
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
only your emptiness
The mind
always questions
your fundamental goodness,
your infinite eloquence.
It is constantly looking
for something to worry about.
leave it alone.
a half glimpse into
your inner being
can tell you that
you’re here.
you’ve already arrived -
now you decide where
to go –
to a luggage claim
or towards your nothingness,
your deep clarity.
Remember all
thoughts and concepts
and all life strategies
you’ve learned,
all numbers you can
imagine are illusion.
only zero is real.
only your emptiness
is reliable.
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