As I sit to meditate in the early hours of the morning I reveled in the silence in the air. As I close my eyes I became aware of the sound of crickets outside. I started noticing my mind is encumbered with noise. I try to still it and focus on my breath. I felt the freshness of the morning air on my face. The sound of the cockerel far away. The isolation of every sound feels like music to the ears. So pure and divine. Inviting me to dance to the rhythm of life.
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