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, April 8, 2017
the way of love
the way of love
is wild and strange.
It does not need
a recommendation
from someone.
it does not need a background
check.
it does not know gender.
It does not care for your
status –
as soon as you turn your
gaze towards your heart,
it recognizes you immediately
and gives you its own body,
its precious breath, its own
warmth and its very life.
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