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, October 16, 2017
fragrance of a rose
you are more
than a person -
you are more than
your culture and
your flag -
the house they
have built for you
cannot hold you -
fragrance of a rose
cannot hold you -
the light of the
moon cannot hold you.
your innocent gaze
can tickle the forest -
be used
by the divine within you -
let the ocean of love
drink you up-
that is the most
natural offering ever -
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