Solemn Dulcet Berceuses enfold me when my mind, calm and limpid as a beguiling brook, retreats into the sanctum of infinite grace. Am I still on this lonesome earth or far away from quotidian malaise of corporeal existence?

This is flight of the Spirit to azure Isle! Lush vegetation, verdant hills and meadow-flowers of variegated sizes glimmer joyously. Every bloom emits chatoyant lustre as if impregnated by a million light-engendered diamonds. Colours and tones merge to form a breathtaking Daedalian edifice that is pleasing to the Almighty Creator.

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