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.
Thursday, July 27, 2017
fragrance of love
What a
precious gift
to realize
your own heart is
the mother of
all vastness and depth
the vastness that contains
the universe,
the sun, the desert
and the galaxies
and the Eco system
and all flowering
mountains anyone
has ever climbed ----
it is a holy repository
that cannot live
without the
fragrance of love.
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