A friend

Location

France

I sit by the window in the morning ,

when I receive a visit who reminds me:

"The air is always fresh and clear in the present moment"...

It was a friend, in the form of a thought.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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A healing moment, only the present moment.

Fuits of meditation!

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