Peace! or Nothing?

It is so peaceful up here on the mountain it is hard to accnowledge that there is a different world out there, somewhere. The only sound you hear is made by your own blood rushing past your audio nerves. Other than that, there might be the buzz of a bee, the song of a bird, the crunch of grass made by a cow grazing nearby. The only movement that atracts the eye is a bird flying by or the bee you hear changing her seat from one flower to another. The picture in front of you never changes. Could you stand it? You who are from that other world? Your mind must be free of the burden you carry with you from over there. Here you can let it go, if even for a moment.