At dawn each day, as
the monk awoke upon the polished floor, and
rolled his bedding mat, the Way –
the way things are, the way they follow –
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I have seen my teachers pupils shine they are most radiant all the time with a gentle, subtle, light so kind.
Yes, this is a most beautiful poem. It surprised and pleased me as I read it. I will read more of your work.
Ah, Michael. (Which just occurs to me is the same as McHale and spelt wrongly but that's by the by) . When you do your gentle, erudite pieces, with a softly toned message that the reader cannot help but take away, you are second to none. t x