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I stand here in a field of corn

Listening to the breeze rustling through,

The ears of corns are now so high

They are as high as my head,

And in my ears I can hear the depth,

Of the elements combing

To help the crop so it can grow,

I feel the essence of nature as it flows,

And it’s golden radiance is fire

And raises my frequency higher,

So I sit and meditate within the heart of it

And as I sit and I become one with everything around

I feel creation as it seeps deep within me,

And I feel the sense of beauty, and it’s ability for healing,

I reside within a state of stillness, peace and grace,

And I focus on my life and how I live it everyday

And I thank the universe for delivering me to this place,

To learn, through experiences like this,

Which helps me to understand, just why I exist,

And in this moment, this is it.