Wednesday, November 02, 2022

THREE OLD MONK POEMS (348) 


NO STAR

No star is like
any other.

That's why it's
you don't get

confused among them,
the old monk said.

~

It doesn't remember
what it doesn't --

your memory,
the old monk said.

~

I'M STARTING TO

I'm starting to see how this works --
you let go of things on the mountain

and things let go of you,
the old monk said.

~



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