White Wolfe

[Guest guest]

harsha-hkl writes:

>I can see

>us all sitting in a circle in Jerrysan Rinpoche's Zen garden on some warm

>summer night looking at the stars and singing, "What the world needs now

>is love sweet love..."

 

Can I play the tambourine?? Oh please, Harsha, can I? Of course, I have

never

played one, but I'm sure that being in the presence of you and Sri Sri Jerry

will have magical effects on people such as myself (who are stuck to the

earth plane with a sort of superglue of thoughts, fears and doubts).

 

With tambourine (almost) at the ready-

 

Mike

 

(and may all of you out there have a pleasant and peaceful week)

[Guest guest]

Thank you White Wolf for this beautiful offering and welcome to the

Sangha. You seem to compose so easily and spontaneously. It's a gift,

perhaps like spiritual rap music. We have other musicians here also

like Bruce. I can see us all sitting in a circle in Jerrysan

Rinpoche's Zen garden on some warm summer night looking at the stars

and singing, "What the world needs now is love sweet love..."

Love

Harsha

White Wolf

[valemar (AT) mlode (DOT) com]Sunday, February 18, 2001 1:54 PMTo:

Subject:

Love is a Snowflake Descending

(For Harsha)

When love comes, it comes as a snowflake

descending upon the breath of the entire cosmos

it swirls from the compassionate heart of those

who have run before us and reached the summit

if floats down ever so gently in profound silence

dauncing in consort with all spiritual ancestors

drifting without direction, first this way, then that

When love comes, it comes as a snowflake

dauncing in the intergalactic wind of fire and ice

listening we hear what only the pure heart hears

seeing we see that which only the clean heart sees

falling we softly float downward to and into love

drifting first this way and then that, we discover

that we are a snowflake seen by the eye of God

When love comes, it comes as a snowflake

so recognized, we yield, we coalesce, we kneel

as one who discovers final victory only in defeat

endless joy of holy lips kissing profane sorrow

as two embracing in an indigo flash of amethyst

we melt and surrender our oneness to the many

so that many may become one again and again

Having done so we join the ethereal chorale

Singing, forever without effort or movement ,

Endlessly choiring the sweet noise of Namaste

Namaste, Namaste, Namate, universe without end.

Mark Christopher Valentine

(February 18, 2001)

[Guest guest]

Welcome White Wolf,

 

Antoine,

 

Thank you Harsha,

 

Forgetting what we eat, is a good source of Being

 

Love

 

Antoine

[Guest guest]

Thank you White Wolf for this beautiful offering and welcome to the

Sangha. You seem to compose so easily and spontaneously. It's a gift,

perhaps like spiritual rap music. We have other musicians here also

like Bruce. I can see us all sitting in a circle in Jerrysan

Rinpoche's Zen garden on some warm summer night looking at the stars

and singing, "What the world needs now is love sweet love..."

Love

Harsha

Oh Wow, this special occasion makes me want to sing AND dance!! The

sangha will be blessed and even more love here, brought by the

presence of White Wolfe and his poetry. For those who do not yet know

him, you may read an interview of Mark on NDS, with beautiful mystical

stories beginning with his childhood. Just scroll down to NOV 13, 2000

on the webpage, Snow Has Come Like A Garden. Mark is also a classical

musican on the piano.

Love, Gloria

http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/umbada/people.htm