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The Bhikkhu (Poem)

Updated: Nov 9, 2022

Historically benevolent,

and socially irrelevant,

he sits on his knees in prayer.

The silence rings,

and the battle sings,

and his vision is without a care.

Soulfully kind

in an emotional bind,

alone in a binding stare.

A healing glow,

his aura shows

when his body begins to wear.


 
 
 

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