Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
So sad. I hate the sound of chainsaws.
The forest is indeed coming down.God help us all.Anna
This poem makes me sad for the forest really! I hope it is replanted....
perfectly fits the title - succintly sad
I think there is something dying in ourselves for every death of a tree... so sad.
Yes a lament that rips at our souls with every tree felled.Donna@LivingFromHappiness
Such a tragic thing to see the forest being cut down.
That to me is such a metaphor for what's going on in the world.... does make one feel tired and quite utterly helpless..
In so few words, you capture the sadness of a falling forest. Well done.
How heartless is that chainsaw...but always louder than tears...such seems the way of the world - sadly...lamentably
Tired out from praying otherwise, no doubt. Does this make him doubt?
This is fantastic.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.