Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Old Ollie,Quite simply divine. Let each have his moment to shine.....Best Wishes, Eileen
Oh, Ollie, this is your best one yet. YES, it is all about letting and listening. The Tired Monk may be tired but he is very very wise:)
Ah, relevance.I've learned a lot more by a lot more letting and listening.
I will let and listen always.
Ollie, this is simple, profound, moving. Very nice read, young man.It's funny that my take on the prompt includes some of the same thoughts... see what you think: http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/12/01/repairers-of-the-breach/Peace, Amy
Your eyes sound heavy Tired one.
constantlyi have to remind myselfi am young student:)xoerin
Nice, it's hard sometimes to hear other songs when your own is so loud, but what wonder we can discover if we just listen.
Yes, I have to agree with Eileen ... quite simply divine. And what I am saying is not "oh absolutely wonderful" no, I am saying that it sounds as if it came from divine inspiration. As if you moved aside and heard it come from another place. Very nice.
That's wisdom as it used to be.
this is well fine tuned, smiles.Happy Friday.
Amen Ollie....amen!! :-)
I enjoy your enviable little satoris a great deal.
oh! this "let eachsoul whisperbe heard" - is so good! - indeed let them! the soul whispers of the world - the background noise of each automaton - the something more than silence we hear buzzing around - great musings again!
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