Silent Mahaloness

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

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