On a perfect morning...
On my way to Buddhahood...
a "little something" happened...
There was a huge smile... Just... cause.
and I was introduced to tiny sea shells... again...
and again.
I was taught about birds... and their catchy tunes.
I was a tiny hill... an adventure to climb.
On a perfect morning
On my way to Buddhahood...
a little Buddha found me.
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