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, November 14, 2017
rest
here is my little prayer for you
dear companion -
may all this restlessness,
all this insanity
and all this rushing towards
time be over soon
and you and I will rest
here and bloom in silence -
even this night that
you are running away from
wants to hold you with deep respect
when you are willing to
rest.
why waste your strength on something
that cannot open your chest
and make you softer?
have you ever heard of this
sweetness that remains
in your heart
after all other sweetness
are washed out?
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