Zen HuntingA Poem by NevilleZen Hunting Having failed to
obtain enlightenment In more conventional
ways The once observant
Buddhist Monk Chose to discard the
spice fragranced robe To disregard the
frowns and pointing fingers And take up hunting Thereafter, in his
quest for seemingly even more Elusive pleasures He wandered
aimlessly, until by chance In the guise of a
wandering Fish Monger He stumbled upon an
aesthetically pleasing graduate Of similar and
significantly satisfying disposition Whereupon he settled
down and grew accustomed To domesticated bliss © 2012 NevilleFeatured Review
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12 Reviews Added on August 11, 2012 Last Updated on August 11, 2012 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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