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.
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
When lovers sit together
When lovers sit together,
there is no forever
between them-
there is only
eternity –
buried seeds part
their lips to sing
from underground -
the mind becomes
empty of stories -
every single gaze
in the eye
brings new openings -
All movement
become stillness.
time does not
want to stay
meaningless -
It wants to transform
Into a song –
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