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
truly
If you’ve an opinion,
If you’ve a belief,
If you’ve an agenda,
If you’ve a mental position ---
and if you get up
every morning
to defend them,
to fight for them,
to die for them ---
then, truly you’ve no
time for yourself.
truly you’ve lost
the music of peace -
truly fear has taken
over your life
until you show
a hint of courage,
some willingness
to toss away
all of them so that
you can be empty
again, empty and
pure as a child and
you can reunite with
the sacred within
where life is birthed
forth each moment -
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