The words are warming up while the soul let heal the damages of mortal shell in stillness. The depth of enigma is immeasurable. A moment of quietness is enough to dive in the ocean of spirituality. Sometime it is the most difficult path to walk on because the eyes wear laces in multiple layers. And sometimes it is the only easiest accessible gate; the soul sees it’s purpose through eternal existence. Stillness doesn’t require any materialistic cost except the feel of the raw soul. A raw soul, devoid of worldly affairs. Stillness is soothing, it only seeks a minute!