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The sun breaking through the clouds,

with the light burning the shadows,

touching the coconut trees,

and the travellers on the trail.

Sitting next to an empty chair,

in mind going through the daily affairs,

ignoring the beauty around,

I fall asleep in my thoughts.

Silence ringing in my ears,

thoughts passing by in pairs,

the air inside holding the heart with care,

watching the travellers climbing their stairs.

Finding my way into an expansion,

everything is the same,

with invisible eyes,

I touch my fingers in prayer.

With waking breath,

entering further into the twisted space,

watching the ocean falling from the sky,

where the thoughts pause for a while, watching.