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2d
While the wind  
blows fiercely,  
moving the leaves  
of the trees,  
in the here and now  
of this place.

Right there,  
where it simply is,  
effortlessly,  
beyond  
its own mind,  
in stillness...

letting itself go.

Feeling how the  
heartbeats of silence  
caress its soul  
in this  
unrepeatable moment.

It perceives  
all its energy,  
all its presence:  
alive, whole,  
present...

And in a whisper,  
clear, inevitable,  
and true,  
it rises to a state...

Sublime!

That’s why,  
since it discovered  
the heartbeats of silence,  
not a day goes by  
without offering it  
its well-deserved time...

to the quiet language  
of silence.
Jesus
Written by
Jesus  59/España
(59/España)   
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     Luz and Nasus
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