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When I look for myself, there is just aware emptiness

Fall is my spring

 
In the depth of my being there is a soundless rhythm. 
A Rhythm that lives in the Silence of the universe. 
It accepts to melt with Spring; 
now it takes shape like Flowers 
and Aroma is it's Song without Words and Sounds. 
When I listen to its rhythm [Aroma] with my mind,
 I see only the beauty of its rhythm ;
 When I touch my being 
I listen to its beat 
and 
vibrations.
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