Lake Dawn Over Sleeping Reeds
A single night has passed; the lake exhales slowly as first light touches the water. The steady lap of waves anchors scattered thoughts into one quiet point, while a nearby brook murmurs gently, grounding the mind in the present. Soft birdsong drifts across the surface, cradling the listener into a calm, rested state.
Brook 1-a
Creek 1-a
Lake Waves-a
Water Birds-a
Bamboo Knock-a








