Sunday, January 16, 2022

THREE OLD MONK POEMS (107) 


YOU KEEP BETTING

You keep betting
even at the end,

the old monk said,
and you keep thinking

you're still going to win.

~

WHATEVER IT IS

Whatever it is
you think you want,

what you need is to learn
to say thank you,

the old monk said.

~

THE STARS ARE

The stars are
already conspiring

to make the next
universe,

the old monk said.

~



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