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.
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
song of oneness
When we
communicate
with each other,
we continue to dream,
and we remain many
and separate –
when we commune
with each other,
we wake up from
our dreams or our
dreams wake up
and blossoms through us -
We merge and
touch the place
where everything
is pregnant with
the song of oneness.
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