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, February 27, 2019
great remembrance
if you don't wake up
in this world,
where are you going
to wake up?
every disappoint
that has broken your heart
has also opened you -
every difficulty has birthed
your strength -
every darkness
has revealed to you
your inner light -
every falling
has taught
you how to rise -
and your forgetfulness
has awakened the
fire of great
remembrance in your
heart -
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