a peaceful mind

it is in the morning, grey clouds hanging on the sky, the sun shines not very brightly
the air outside is little cold, on a table, a jar and a cup of hot tea served with a plate of verkade
there is no one around the room, as empty as the heart, occupied by no one, nothing left
laughable moments, tearful encounters and separations, flowed along the river, drowned into the borderless sea

eventually the greatest happiness on earth is the peaceful mind.



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