The peaceful serenity of a meditating elephant
A creature of the wild, gentle and true But as I watch it meditate in the grass, I can't help but feel a sense of awe too, For there is something truly peaceful
The peaceful serenity of a meditating elephant
Is something to behold and cherish
With its trunk held high and eyes closed
It seems to enter a state of pure bliss
It stands motionless, as if in a trance
As the world around it goes by
But within its mind, it's at peace
As it contemplates the great mystery of life
The elephant is a symbol of wisdom and strength
A creature of the wild, gentle and true
But as I watch it meditate in the grass
I can't help but feel a sense of awe too
For there is something truly peaceful
About this giant beast that I see
Its serenity and grace leave me breathless
As it meditates, calm and free
As I stand and watch it, I am filled with wonder
At the inner peace it seems to find
It's a reminder to slow down and breathe
And to seek out tranquility in my own mind
So I take a moment to sit and be still
To quiet the noise and find my own peace
And as I do, I can't help but feel grateful
For the gentle reminder of the meditating elephant's serenity and grace
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