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The sun is high at the zenith. Clear soft sound of a temple bell, far down in the valley. Voice of the children near the cottages above me on the hillside. The sun is warm. Everything falls into place. Nothing is to be decided. There is nothing to be judged.
Inner Samurai Interlude brought to you by Thomas Merton.
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