In A Buddhist Monastry Garden, by George Coombs |
Buddhist Monastery Garden entering vastness of mind with him cross legged smiling being one with overarching sky birds, breeze touching in quiet annointing here breathing slowly aware truth is ever present refuge precious jewel of the true enlightened self George Coombs |
Posted: 2010-04-19 16:40:05 UTC |
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