Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
That is rich and hopeful
I am hopeful that it is repurposed...and now perhaps can symbolize life...
Wow. I can see the quilt when it was used to comfort a cancer sufferer, now played on by children - a very hopeful image to be left with. Beautiful, Ollie.
A sad leftover becomes a new beginning for another--a cycle we shouldn't forget. I hold it willingly in the aftermath of your deceptively simple poem. I am sure the departed one would love knowing the quilt was in use.
I love this movement and fluidity...life goes on and if not forget we can adapt...
May cancer be completely gone.Thanks for visiting.
To survive we must adapt and try any measure.
I found this rather disturbing !
Life goes on but we remember those we love... this is a bittersweet poem
A hopeful poem, being able to use it for a new purpose.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.