Water was disturbed,

One more time,

From the splashes of the gong,

Resonating in my mind,

On its way to the heart.

Late afternoon sun provides heat without the burning,

Light without squinting,

An unshaded warmth.

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As if peace was airborne.

To hold and caress me.

Observing life in a tree,

Kept small to never outgrow its keeper,

Not to show power.

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But rather companionship.