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 20, 2018
if darkness must come
if darkness
must come,
Let it come.
allow it to hold you
earnestly
It knows
how to hold you
and expand you
without telling anyone–
it knows how to
end your disappointment
If you stop running away
from it.
That is how you can
see stars and moons
shining from the
sky of your
endlessness.
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