Three men sit in a circle
The first is a scribe
he speaks of great science
of alchemy and astronomy,
how he computes large sums and numerals,
and can create new substance.
The man to his left says:
"Yes, all and good,
but when faced with a lion,
your pen and ink will not save you."
The second is a warrior
he tells tales of boast:
of his swords and his spears
his strength and his size.
How he bested 60 men
all at once on a bridge in battle.
the man to his left says:
"All that may be true,
but hurts your spirit too.
It grows weary and sad."
The third is a monk.
He talks of enlightenment
of good and evil.
of balance and peace
and things such as man
of love and grace.
The man to his left says:
"For a good spirit, all that may be,
but when wolves come to your door,
loving them wont do you much good."
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 5:46 AM UTC
Three men sit in a circle
The first is a scribe
he speaks of great science
of alchemy and astronomy,
how he computes large sums and numerals,
and can create new substance.
The man to his left says:
"Yes, all and good,
but when faced with a lion,
your pen and ink will not save you."
The second is a warrior
he tells tales of boast:
of his swords and his spears
his strength and his size.
How he bested 60 men
all at once on a bridge in battle.
the man to his left says:
"All that may be true,
but hurts your spirit too.
It grows weary and sad."
The third is a monk.
He talks of enlightenment
of good and evil.
of balance and peace
and things such as man
of love and grace.
The man to his left says:
"For a good spirit, all that may be,
but when wolves come to your door,
loving them wont do you much good."
Not a poem, more a parable... of sorts
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