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, May 17, 2017
ancient
this is how my love
for you is ancient
and infinite, my precious
friend -
when someday your inner
and outer life decide
to marry each other,
I will be the first one
Who arrives to witness
this joy and to be
your best-man.
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