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Aug 27
Clear water serenely waves
                towards the shore
In your hands you hold a book
                filled with Mystical secrets
and as the sun goes down,
                         you read on
as the sky quietly turns
                            from pink to crimson
                     over the calming blue sea...
Rushing waterfalls
                  gush forth
                  from a tall silent mountain
         the outpour
                                     of water
right into the open mouth of the sea.
You sit on the sand, lifting your hands
                       to heaven,
folding your legs
             into a Padmasana position of wisdom
You get that feeling that you have finally,  
                   arrived !
vienna bombardieri
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vienna bombardieri  F/Canada
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