Seeking peace,
In prayer and meditation,
I do not call upon creation,
I answer.
To hear,
I turn inwards,
inside,
Into myself.
The voice of creation is more gentle
than snowfall
more quiet,
than candle flame,
more peaceful than sunset,
more still,
than the sounds of incense rising.
I breathe out sadness and sorrow.
I breathe in joy,
peace and contemplation.
No thoughts no sounds,
I am placid and contemplative.
I am still…
Bhante Kassapa

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