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, May 30, 2017
fire moving through you
As a being
You have the strength
to relax even when
you move through fire.
It is not you, moving
through fire –
It is the fire moving
through you
to discover
itself more
deeply.
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