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Meeting the Day

Rising to start the day,

I enter into a dream-like state,

my mind rides on a cloud,

my feet walk on air,

the light is soft,

the space between my breaths

is the deepest quiet.

Oh to carry this peace with me 

no matter what comes 

is worth all the gold

in the mountains!

 

◄ Live in the Light

Holiday Gathering ►

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