Peace in one minute and twenty seconds

Feet planted on the ground
Hands rest easy in the lap
Gaze soft upon the stream
Ears open, mellow
Thoughts left untouched
Storylines undeveloped
Labels unattached
Only here. This. Now.
Past melted and absent
Future uncreated
What is left, now?
Who is here, now?
What problem, now?
Do you feel this peace?
What it is to be without your story?

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