Thursday, June 09, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (222)
IT'S JUST
It's just a glancing blow
when the moon throws an elbow,
the old monk said about
life on the mountain.
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THINK ABOUT IT
Think about it --
on the mountain
you walk around in sky
all the time, but just in
the lowest part of it,
the old monk said.
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IS THAT WHAT
Is that what
you want them
to find, an old
monk dead, with
pen and paper?
Yes, the old
monk said.
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