Monday, April 25, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (184)
IT'S HARD TO SAY
It's hard to say
how much is enough
when it keeps on coming,
the old monk says.
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WHEN IT SLOWS
When it slows
you know it's getting close,
and when it finally stops,
walk towards the light,
the old monk says.
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WATCH
Watch, and
watching watches back,
the old monk says.
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