Lotus Pond Reflections
Sunday morning, hot summer day, Matrimandir…Sitting quietly beneath the inner chamber, next to lotus pond one can hear chirping birds, accompanied by the wind finding its way trough all four sides of the sky, and by the gentle sound of water cascading down over the lotus petals toward the small crystal ball. Timeless and yet so present, one might drift in a sweet oblivion of a peaceful moment…
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