In the
Buddha garden
I
sit silent
and
smell
the Jasmine
watch
the
orange clad
glide
in
their
serenity
hear
the
sweetness
of
birds
as
they
wing
then
rest
I
centre
myself
knowing
that
peace
comes
from
within
the
morning
sun's
rays
bless
me
as
I
bless
all
living
beings
they
come
to
rest
in
me
as
one
in
the
Buddha garden
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