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.
Monday, May 1, 2017
hidden wholeness
In the society
that is too busy
to know its true nature,
poetry is not a luxury –
It is a holy wine to open
your heart and empty you
from all of your concerns
so that the moonlight coming
through your window
can touch something
deeper and tickle your
beautiful eyes –
that simply experience is
capable of awakening
the hidden wholeness
within you.
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