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The small rustling leaves guard me from the sunlight as it falls down upon the leaves covered ground.
The water smoothly ripples near the rocks that it flows past, and as the river flows it takes the fallen leaves with her. The trees are just whispering, while the river talks loudly accompanying me in this place of confinement. Though confinement sounds harmful, this time it's charmfull, almost as a mother her arms ,mending her child. I sit within this sanctum making my own religion, not based on rules, but on peace and understanding, trust and serenity. I believe to find truth in this movement as I sense no objection, from no man or no deer, that is why I want to be here. To regain my own tranquility, near this smooth talking river and these faintly whispering leaves, here I want to sit,

in this roaring silence.