I sit silently in my mind
On top of a snow capped mountain
I clear every thought from my mind
I watch a golden eagle soaring
On expansive wings
I hear just the wind passing through its wings
But other than that I hear absolutely nothing
In solitude I sit here
In a mindful and still state
Aware of my surrounding
But with absolutely no thoughts
I see the white glistening snow
And wisps of white clouds cross my sight
Impervious to the cold
As I let my soul go
And let my essence flow
Out across the mountain tops
Soaring with the golden eagle
On wings of love
On a current of inner peace
And pure bliss and tranquility.
fauxcroft 
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