Open Poetry #35 |
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The Zen Master |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
He sat alone in contemplation, Locked in thought; in meditation, Beyond what is and what once was, and what shall never be, Is for what he searched in solitude, for where the gods can only see, Then one day he yelled Eureka, I have found of what I seeka, The truth at last he told his wife, I have found the point of life! "You are born with baby's cry, Zen you live, and Zen you die." |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
LOL! Love it...especially the closing lines. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Tim....Laughing here at those last lines...and I needed to laugh. Thanks! You may have found out something of great importance! ![]() |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
![]() Only you, Sir, only you! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Tim Your wit has lit my day. |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
A bath when you’re born, a bath when you die, how stupid Issa |
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