Before I meditate a stone is just a stone
cold yet at times catch and reflect the sun's vivid rays
I open my eyes and
now surrounded by a special calmness
The air is soft like cotton balls
The stone not only catches and reflects light
but twinkles with awe conveying a quite joy
making me smile with a heartfelt warmth
Before I meditated all was winter
yet afterwards in that moment spring is awakening
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