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The Slouching Monk

Contributed by RGugliotta on Tuesday, 7th June 2005 @ 10:39:42 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



THE SLOUCHING MONK

Among the living landscape rests a man
Slouching slightly yet remaining tall
Born from something, and something from nothing
He blends in with his surroundings

He has the inferior as root, making him superior
The low as his base, bringing him up high
In quality of mind he has depth
Clever for knowing others, but truly wise for understanding himself

Filled with knowledge, he does not speak
For speaking would only show what he does not know
He rests in the fields away from the rushing civilized life, so eager to be finished
In the fields, where nature never hurries, he is only eager to be

Having bestowed all he has on others, he has yet more
He has released himself from all that is impermanant, a true sage
His way is forever nameless
He has lived out his days well




Copyright © RGugliotta ... [ 2005-06-07 10:39:42]
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Re: The Slouching Monk (User Rating: 1 )
by freckle on Tuesday, 14th June 2005 @ 09:46:59 PM AEST
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A really good write. Your descriptions are vivid images. The poem evokes feelings, stirs senses.

I like this one alot. Thank you for sharing it!

Carol


Re: The Slouching Monk (User Rating: 1 )
by lady-quiet-dreamer on Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 08:11:47 PM AEST
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beautiful and inspireing.


Re: The Slouching Monk (User Rating: 1 )
by Candice on Thursday, 22nd December 2005 @ 12:59:17 PM AEST
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I think i understand that and if I don't then I took away my own meaning.
Your a clever writer.
Thank you




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