Sit by the bank of a river, your chest filled with burst of fresh cool breeze, your eyes reflecting the simmering little waves dancing and playing in the lap of the river, your mind calm and focused, and your ear listening to the song of the river, the same song that echoed in the mountains, forests and great planes as it has been flowing through them for centuries, the same tune that enthralled countless civilizations that grew by its side, the same voice of wisdom that observed so many cycles of draught, flood and peace but never stopped flowing. Now, close your eyes and keep listening.
The Gardener Of Life