Cradled motionlessly in the metal cocoon, lulled with the murmured flow of air within and without, mesmerized by the constant shift of shape, color, and light against the ever present wing, meditation overflows the observant.
Cradled motionlessly in the metal cocoon, lulled with the murmured flow of air within and without, mesmerized by the constant shift of shape, color, and light against the ever present wing, meditation overflows the observant.