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One Monk's Story.
Contributed by
AndreyFisht
on
Sunday, 14th February 2010 @ 10:47:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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Just behind grey cobweb
Desert looked that house,
It was life's drag
That flew so dark morose.
But this house kept a treasure,
It was hidden by an old man,
Who had died without pleasure-
His existance black and white.
Once a thunderstorm played game,
It threw lightnings in the monk,
Who could hardly run to shelter,
But to the house he was cramed.
Look!Do you see this shining dome?
The greatest temple here arose!
And just among the binding walls
The monk is praying in repaired house.
Copyright ©
AndreyFisht
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2010-02-14 10:47:36] (Date/Time posted on
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