Silence from sound

Introducing three wonders.

Wisdom, goodness, then harmony.

Your back's straight, sitting, the knees you clutch.

You close your eyes, detecting your breath, swiftly.

In a city, where motorbikes interfere, then trucks.

Let them go through, without a tension, it's a victory.

For all the elements on this earth, to you, they will rise.

Meditation, is wisdom, medicine to mind essentially.

The more you're good in it, the more harmony you notch.

The End

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