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
words
No matter how elegant
the words are –
no matter how embroidered
and rich they are –
no matter how playful
and tasty they are -
they cannot reveal or touch
the truth
in fact too much
words can cover up the emptiness
of truth -
no matter how
articulate and
persuasive the speaker is -
words can only point to it -
they can walk you closer
to the entryway of truth –
but they cannot enter -
but they cannot on your behalf -
It is up to you to gather
your strength and walk in.
sometimes be empty of words
and allow the truth to remain
naked.
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