Wednesday, January 26, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (115)
WITH ALL THERE IS
With all there is
why are there so few
things I talk about,
the old monk wondered.
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IF IT WERE
If it were simple,
I'd be simpler,
the old monk said.
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WHEN THEY LAND IT
When they land it,
you stop praying.
Why is that,
the old monk asked.
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