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.
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
on the bank of existence
Do your careers
and relationships
draw you deeper
into yourself and
help you understand
your true nature
or they snatch you
from your inner-most dance
and abandon you on the
bank of existence?
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