The mind is at rest from it's restless journey into the livings of our time.
Calm and serene yet not disengaged from the surrounding world in it's sight.
The chirping sounds of birds mixed with gentle forest breeze making the living right.
Autumn is at it's optimum display of beauty before settling for the coming wintry night.
The mind is at rest from it's restless journey into the living of our time, the time full with senseless killing that has spread in our time.
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