Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Some much contained in so few words...I felt as if the path may be lonely but really when we look it is so full of growth....and we are so much happier when we are present, aren't we? Seeing what lies around us.Donna@LivingFromHappiness
I love the irony here: it is so true.
Nice, makes an excellent haibun; Good Wednesdaymuch love...
Such power even in the brevity of your verse :)
I love the beauty of that forest trail, in the company of your old temple dog. Beautiful.
'absent' hints that the path might be lonely except the ever faithful companion...
I love the play on present and absent... I suspect you and your temple dog were present in the very best way - good to read your work again
Beautifully penned...!! Ah, friendship has so much of a deeper meaning. The absence of the right people in our life can be so painful...Love your temple dog! :)
Animals know innately the trick that we human beings must learn: to be present.
So much to think about here. It is always good to have one's temple dog near.
Oh brilliant... always good to read your poems.
I wonder about the fallen tree and the temple dog..
I know where I would prefer to be!
Your dog is loved by you....good thing !
The worst thing would be to be absent from one's own life – but you know that.
Love the contrasts and the way you have set the scene so beautifully.
A good recent to be absent as you were present in a better place.Anna :o]
Nothing like an old temple dog to guide you. Nice work.
I am smiling.
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