Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
oooh "blessings break the brim." thank you for reminding me. xo
Lovely to see a Tired Monk prayer on the blogroll this morning, Ollie. I, too, love "blessings break the brim"......may they always!
Like the blessings flowing free ~ Happy day ~
You turn me inward with simple joy with poems like this one.
those last two lines are absolutely magnificent.
Ditto on the magnificent last two lines -- the whole poem is wonderful. Annette at http://hoofprintsinmygarden.wordpress.com/2012/07/10/anxiety/
Blessings break the rim - great imagination !!!
"blessings break the brimflow free" Great great word play
Love this every time I read it: blessings....flowing free. Sigh. I love glimpses of Ollie's world. It is a beautiful one.
Sometimes the unspoken pray of the unregenerate is the most powerful...
How lovely to think of one humble prayer causing the supplications to overflow.
What a beautiful way to see prayer adding up! Very nice :)
Ollie, love the poem. It is timely. My blessings have been breaking the brim for weeks and they're flowing like a spring brook. This piece just another wave over the side.
May your blessings multiply a thousandfold my friend.
Great poem...what a feeling of gratitude. This monk intrigues me - is he REALLY a monk? I'd like to know! Great videos & music by the way.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.