Black, orange, and yellow soft light filters through closed eyes.
The gentle hum of silence buffers the distant rhythm of life.
The body is grounded in the warmth of a cushion.
Untouched by the day’s flavors, a faint taste of morning lingers.
The nostrils embrace the incense’s trails of sandalwood calm.
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Dinesh Nand
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