The yellow line fluctuates on brand new asphalt, sun shines, clouds blowing in wind overhead. Greeted by marble goddess, pools with lotus blossoms and greeness filled space with sereneness. I enter sacred labyrinth to center. Quiet steps, as slow as a snail who leads me to a dead baby bird, a moment of silence and I lay him to rest under a leafy cover. Vines twist up a trunk while statue sits still, exuding peace, tranquility, and even bliss. I wish I could stay in these moments forever, and let the worlds business go by, with no attachment to speak of, and no mind to think of. Perhaps tonight silence is what I will dream of. Mahaloness
