On a quiet afternoon along the coast near Toamasina, the rhythmic sway of a distant train glides over damp earth and sleepy grass, its wheels whispering against the tracks while soft rain taps the leaves overhead. The gentle roll of Lake Waves laps at the shoreline, mingling with the slow breath of the ocean, creating a steady pulse that steadies the mind. This layered hush of water, rail, and rain wraps around the listener like a cool cloth, sharpening focus and quieting the noise of thought. P