Interior Design, construction, fully furnish (real pics)
In the morning’ breeze
I sit under a tree
Lose my mind
and find my pot
I look into my emptiness
within the insanity
across the incomplete
beyond the inner-thoughts
detached
effortless
Not any-doing
Just self-involving
The drunkenness of hurry goes
Here the mindfulness of breathing
I am so free
Under a tree