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 11, 2017
scam
whatever
people and media continue
to tell you about love
is a scam-
stop looking for
God inside your thought.
that is a futile search.
be empty from any
urgency or dogma.
look in the mirror
and be present.
the beloved is inside
your eyes.
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