Friday, September 23, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (319)
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (319)
TONIGHT THE STARS
Tonight the stars
are telling stories
about their childhood,
the old monk said.
O, such stories.
~
IT WAS IOWA
It was Iowa.
It was dark.
The stars knew
their business,
the old monk said
about his vacation.
~
YOU ENJOY
You enjoy
anything
when you have
nothing.
You enjoy
nothing
when you have
everything,
the old monk said.
That's just
the way we are.
~
