And yet, there is this circle of Zen calm around me. The feeling of just letting things happen, not really reacting to anything, but noting it all with a sense of calmness and peace. Not indifferent, but...accepting.
I am the ancient Sequoia, once part of a large forest, now sitting in the middle of the suburbs. Around me there is chaos, order, destruction, creation, happiness and sadness. I am aware of it all, yet the matters of mere mortals trouble me not.
It is but a passing feeling, which comes to me only very rarely. But I cherish it all the same.
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