The Fragrance of Stillness!
A silent afternoon,
the air stilled,
chirping of birds faded into the stillness,
the sun's rays stilled into the air,
the air stilled itself into the sunlight,
the stillness breathed out its fragrance.
The consciousness entered
into a realm unknown to the mind,
noumenon beyond comprehension,
all phenomena ceased their existences,
gentle stillness breathed out its fragrance.
The identity struggling to identify
with the happening lost its identity.
The happening present all by itself
stilled everything around its vicinity,
and gently breathed out its fragrance.
The who, why, what, where,
disappeared into the vastness
of the silent surroundings.
Enveloped in the waveless,
mind entering into stillness,
breath slowing down,
consciousness enwrapped into stillness
breathed out its fragrance.
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