Idling, just idling.
What better thing to do in an Andalucián flower meadow.
Stopping, looking, really looking.
Seeing the beauty, allowing it to enter.
Everything that is seen is aware.
The seeing is also aware.
Here at the meeting point of awarenesses everything just falls away.
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