Where the mind rests from there he works with zeal and zest.The nature opens its secrets.He goes there to see his inner self.He fights the battle getting enoromous courage and confidence.Loving the resting places he studies himself.The hopes emanate and he looks to the beauties of the places feeling divinely blessed.From deep within he hears his little voice which guides him on the path and singing the songs of life all the worries,anxieties and agonies he forgets.In the mind pure love arises.
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