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, April 12, 2017
light of the supreme
LIGHT OF THE SUPREME
This thing called
SEPARATION
seems real only
as long as you have
not experienced
true love
and it will continue
to dominate
your existence until
you are ready
to invite the light
of the supreme into
your life again.
Then only you
will realize that
It is only fiction
the mind
has been trying
very hard to
promote
it to you.
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