The Ripple of Stillness
An enigma to the soul and mind
the flow of life transparent crashing yet still upon the essence of body
sensation rising, rising
falling and falling and rising again upon a cycle of symphony
tears stream upon face and slowly descends into the ripple of
stillness.
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