Four Monks Meditating Poem by Raj Arumugam

Four Monks Meditating



the four monks are out in the open
meditating;
the prayer flags are flapping

'The flags are flapping, '
hums the first monk

'The wind is there, '
intones the second

'It is the mind that
is flapping, '
observes the third

'Mouths are flapping
is all what I see and hear, '
says the last


the frog in the grass
is silent

Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: wisdom
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