Van Morrison said it best

Rain is falling.
Incense is rising.

“So quiet in here. So peaceful in hear. So silent in here.”

This worn chest empties, tears flow, nothing to cling to, calm and fearless as the Buddha’s face.

Tap the bell and bow,
Beneath the weight of gratitude.

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