There is a quality to everything in this poem. The wisdom of the Tired Monk himself and the comfort with his well crafted footwear. The lawn chair has been nicely 'broken-in,' while the beer is at a perfect temperature. It seems like prayers have been truly answered:)
Now THAT is one smart monk! Can see it all - the tilted chair, the sandalled feet....awesome, Ollie.
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ReplyDeleteThere is a quality to everything in this poem. The wisdom of the Tired Monk himself and the comfort with his well crafted footwear. The lawn chair has been nicely 'broken-in,' while the beer is at a perfect temperature. It seems like prayers have been truly answered:)
Best Wishes,
Eileen
i hear prayers are pretty good with pretzels.
ReplyDeletecan't imagine what i ever wanted to do before i started prayin'...
xo
erin
Dig it.
ReplyDeletePrayer and beer, like my smoke and prayer.
I want a beer under the hemlock ;D
ReplyDeleteMagic in these moments!
LOVE this poem and love Eileen's comment. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteA prayer and a beer ---> both uplifting!
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