Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
I love it - Then and Now. Perfect, Ollie!
we trade one costume for the next....does the one underneath change as well?
A personal evolution. And the depth of soul remains the same. Does the song?
Like the contrast of the first from second verse ~ We change through the years, in clothes and thoughts ~
Old Ollie,I think the passion has probably intensified as the experienced hand plucks the strings...A more mellow and depthful tone.Best Easter Greeting to you Ollie,Eileen
the guitar, the soul, is constant
The viking is still alive within the monk, and guards him well.
Yup, times do change, don't they?
At the very end the ringing strings remind me of string theory.....as if time had brought a harmony to matter and maybe even a deeper reality.....I love it!
Loved this--and feel both the then and the now
What striking images!! I really enjoyed this :-)
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Such beautiful writing...Loved it.....inside that bowl, I see the whole world
Seems like a good trade.Keep the robes flowing.
Change is good, progress... But do we really change with our costumes, I doubt
The song changes yet remains the same...
aaahhh gosh i love this. evolution, man.
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