THE SOURCE OF SWEETNESS
He seemed to know each tree, each bush and each plant personally, but the extreme of His animistic trait was that He even treated the rocks with the respect of life. He always felt they smiled back at Him.
Back in the hut, the animals never once disturbed Him as He meditated. Sometimes, He opened His eyes after hours of inward concentration, to see a deer looking at Him curiously! A snake or two cuddled peacefully in a cozy corner was not uncommon either. It was unbelievable, that sometimes, bumble bees hovered around His Kamandalu, desperately looking for the source of a sweet and enigmatic aroma that would emanate almost every time He went into meditation.
Back in the hut, the animals never once disturbed Him as He meditated. Sometimes, He opened His eyes after hours of inward concentration, to see a deer looking at Him curiously! A snake or two cuddled peacefully in a cozy corner was not uncommon either. It was unbelievable, that sometimes, bumble bees hovered around His Kamandalu, desperately looking for the source of a sweet and enigmatic aroma that would emanate almost every time He went into meditation.
~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.
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