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, September 28, 2017
I taste God
look
how this liquid darkness,
this ordeal
you've swallowed ---
how you smile at
everything that
comes to you ---
has awakened
the dream inside
you –
has aroused
the music in
your heart -
how this fire of
gratitude has licked
your whole being
and turned you
into a sweet angel –
I don’t have
to go to the forests now.
Just by looking
at you,
I taste God
in your eyes –
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