On this blissful day
Heaven descends a tear of paradise
And a waterfall gently cascades
Its rippling chatter whispers its name to me
A light gale passes through
Like the saffron leaves hanging in the twilight of autumn
I stand composed
The fresh morning dew rises
Its scent can cleanse a weary heart
The October’s sun drenches down on me
Its warmth fountains my soul
Bathing in the sun beams
I close my eyes and my thoughts lay to rest
With my hands pressed against the rock’s surface,
I feel the heartbeat of the boulder
The trees that surround,
With each immense inhalation
They enrich my entity as I absorb theirs
From the distant backdrop
I could only hear the singing mantras from the birds
And within the twilight of autumn
Tranquility finds its comfort
As I reside within this palace of silence
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