Saffron clad benevolent monk,
On the wisdom path,
Once met a man so full of self worth.
In silence,
Ordinary asked the half-wit,
To look down into a nearby well,
And then to call out his name into it.
Man confused,
Pleaded monk to reveal the lesson.
Wisdom smiled and said,
“The well is a resource,
Only if it is giving,
Or else, it is just a hollow,
Reverberating and reflecting,
The mundane madness.”
The Man stood staring into the well,
For a very long time,
Calling out his name,
While the monk walked away.
@Emily Parker
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