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, September 25, 2017
grace
See everything
as grace -
grace is not always
pleasant.
It can also be fierce -
when rough time comes,
it has no intention
to hurt you or
reduce you.
It only wants to open
your heart and
mind so that
you can live deeply
and love fearlessly.
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