When I go inside
To the quiet places
There is a sunny spot
I am running, and dancing!
It is the most beautiful open field
The greenest grass, every kind of flower
Surrounded by forest
So many tall trees
Water rushing in the distance
Blue sky, slight breeze
I'm spinning, spinning
I love dancing
Nothing to slow me down
This place feels so good
I think perhaps
This place I visit now
In meditation
Is the place where the soul goes
When the temple of the body is done
Or at least maybe
It's my place
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