The Monk and the Fly

The old monk sat
In meditation,
Surrounded by many
Of his fellow brothers
And sisters, his mind
Empty
Of all thoughts,
Except one:
“It is hard to remain
Still with this fly
Tickling my nose!”

Poem © Phen Weston

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2 thoughts on “The Monk and the Fly

  1. Gede Prama

    This is beautiful and you are amazing!!!! Thank you so much for sharing these beautiful words and for such a wonderful response…:)

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