Elbow Lake

last echoes
of guitar string prayers
flow across Elbow Lake

heads tilt  - eyes scan
canoes slip into the mist
seeking the source

night watch patrol

getting dark,
as dusk slips away

the tired monk
takes up his staff
wanders the night

shooing raccoons
as the novices sleep

questions

novices:

are you really a monk?
why are you tired?
where is your monastery?

tell us

we really want to know

the tired monk:

take off your shoes
and pray with me
       
       

monk's prayer

one more prayer
a monk's prayer

added

to the saint spoken
multitude

blessings break the brim
flow free

the Tired Monk: on fishing

i)

fishing
zinging lines
across the bay
sinking bait
deep

ii)

pre-dawn
pre-bell
tea
sandals
robes

mist is low
thick

curl up in deep robe silence
just a few dock creaks
and one bobber splash

iii)

no line
hooks
or ancient tackle box

no pond
lake
or cold river bend

just some koi
waiting to be fed



The novices wish me to mention their video - please watch, please click like, please help us bring brother Joel and his music to the Monastery.

Oh...the thumbnail is indeed my koi pond.

love

love was lost
scattered bits
along the path
just out of sight

the tired monk
steps from the path
seeks...gathers
all the lost love


a film my novices made... 

They are trying to get brother Joel to visit us at the Monastery.  So please like and share.

on robes

the tired monk
steps into
dusty dress robes

loose prayer beads
saint's coin
a cross

milk bone crumbs
Marc's funeral card
a folded fiver

yes
even monk robes
have pockets



Still trying to get Likes on this video.  Help us get brother Joel to come visit the monastery.