I sit down to rejuvenate my spirit
Avid the silence that tear my thoughts
I sense the infinitesimal humming of neurons in my brain
I fear breaking the extraordinary spell of this silence
In my secret place
Life lessons, in order to learn them
we need to pause, retreat to ourselves away from all the noise
Lifelessons are learnt in a class of tranquility
I am sitting in a secret place just to learn...
That secret place is deeply rooted in your heart
A place you alone can tell...
When you are frail, take a moment to peer into the bank your being
For these scripts of men are repeated over time.
What do you have to say?
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