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, June 7, 2017
deeply present
as I was growing up
in the farm,
I still remember
some beings who looked
at the clouds floating
in the sky and could
tell if it was going to
rain or not.
there were also
few people who could
understand the language
of animals and birds.
It was not because
they had a special gift,
It was because they were
very intimate with
nature.
It was because they
were very alive and
deeply present.
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