You said, "It will be my love that opens your wings....
We said, "totally humble like a dolphin, we swim
all around by your feet"....
Hafiz said, "such glory for you"...
Music lovers in their brief delight gamble both worlds away…..
A centuries worth of work for one chance
to surrender, one chance to listen, one chance to share it.
Many slow growth stages build to quick bursts of blossom
1000 half-loves must be forsaken to take
one whole heart home..... to get one true
momentum of moving minds to happen.
In a dance with higher purpose - interdependently
and in unity, it will.
Raising sunlight on the inner-wall, love moves
toward humanity - the light changes as we unify,
grows warmer, stronger. More loving…
We need more grace than we thought to reverse &
calm this world situation, but grace is here.
How will you know the difficulties of being an artist,
if you cannot share their work for even one day or one hour?
Nature is a huge artistic process like whale-births
(now a time of endangered songs and unemployed dolphin)
We are here only to have our tongues ripped out in a
lustful bite of corporate killer-whale pleasure-seeking....
leaving the rest to worms....
The return journey should start while we are in the body! There is a
long migration home going on within the universe and we must be
careful –
most of our species are beaching themselves in a chaotic
miscommunication about the ocean of samsara.
Govt. disinfo is like toxic dumps across the planet.
The artists are not trying to be teachers who educate
unkind minds in efforts of pointing to beauty! They ARE beauty.
And still we can say, often there is more happening
than even the artists themselves are aware of.
This happening is constant creativity and part of our great solution.
Take one step towards that great solution with us.
Step into unity via tea, listen to some music, share some yoga
as prayer, and pick up some pottery or a weaver to uplift your guests,
your family, yourself, your-nonself, us.......
Connect, get involved, awaken and truth process
before we all become dust.
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