Zen

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In the heart's core of Earth's quiet embrace, a zen garden breathes,
With stones unmoved in tranquil grace, whispering to molten seas.
Moss-cloaked paths through ageless rocks, in silent stories twirled,
Chasing echoes of ancient clocks, at the calm center of the world.
Moonlight sifts through soil and stone, lending shadows a gentle sway,
In this peaceful, hidden zone, where time and chaos hold no sway.
Underneath the world's loud churn, a stillness deep and vast,
A lesson the restless heart may learn: the peace found in contrast.