Far,
From mad-paced lives,
Bruised egos,
Broken hearts,
From loud vacuities,
Dead routine,
In the quietness
That lies between
The in-breath
And the out-breath,
Between shadow and shine…
The Silence is ready
To stir and spill
Receive it if you will…
Make your own Countdown Clocks
Make your own Countdown Clocks
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