COME, FRIENDS

“Come, friends.
Come with your grief.
Come with your loss.

Carry all the pieces of your heart
and come sit with us.

Bring your regrets
and your failures.
Bring your betrayals
and your masks.

We welcome you no matter
where you come from
and what you bring.

Come and join us
at the intersection
of acceptance and forgiveness,
where you will find
our house of love.

Bring your empty cups,
and we will have a feast.”

Kamand Kojouri


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