Meditations

Meditations

The Sun and its beams was lighting up their faces. Darkness behind the closed eyes turned bright transluscent red as the heat increased.

All of them were thinking how to stop thinking. Everyone, uncomfortably sitting was doing their best to lose their grip of the world around.

Ominious hum kept the synchronious effort going until a breeze reminded the contemplative gathering that their souls belong to their bodies.

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