That monk
in the refectory
of the abbey,
bespectacled
with dark curly hair
like a cissy girl,
gave me the stare
as if I shouldn't be there,
but maybe
he wasn't
looking at me at all,
perhaps at the opposite wall
or a monk behind me
who stared back at him
with equal stare
wishing maybe
he wasn't there.
I cleaned the bogs
on the second floor,
swept the cloister
as if some
holy street
or one of them
in Jerusalem
where He once walked
or strolled with others
before the Roman's
did Him in.
The old peasant monk
sharpened his scythe
on the narrow stone,
before continuing
to cut the tall grass,
lonesome looking,
humble, God blessed,
as if not alone.
AS IF NOT ALONE.
AS IF NOT ALONE.
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Re: AS IF NOT ALONE.
NICE
HUMILITY IS SOMETIMES AT A HIGH COST- YEAH - BUT WORTH IT
HUMILITY IS SOMETIMES AT A HIGH COST- YEAH - BUT WORTH IT
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
Re: AS IF NOT ALONE.
Thank you,CreativeSoul
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you put alot of yourself in your poetry- it is very beautiful-
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
Re: AS IF NOT ALONE.
Thank you, creativesoul. 
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