Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Oh me, too, this morning, kiddo. I am resisting the rain-gear a tad longer, though. In denial.
that's exactly where we are, isn't it? sigh.
very true & with a down pour of rain for me.
isn't it awesome? I can not begin to imagine how it is we deserve the truth and beauty of such transition))xoerin
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