Watching trees and its dance in tune of wind
It appears that time has stopped its ticking
Drama of life and death has stopped for the moment
Isn't it a joy to remain a silent spectator?
When nature is revealing its truth;
Its creation and destruction
Do we need to muddy truth and its perception?
Every moment is an eternal now
Its strangeness is its beauty
Its uncertainty is a noble truth
Its openness for future is inevitable
Time and space are mythical;
when joy of existence touches my soul
It heals my sorrow and attachment
And makes me realise I am life
Living and striving to live everywhere
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