Attaining Virtue. <br /> <br />I climb up to the monastery <br /> my sanctuary seeking Zen. <br />Find peace of mind again: I’m free <br /> from all that troubles me. Until <br />I must descend the hill. Return <br />to where I earn my daily bread. <br />Where noise instead of quietness <br /> begins to press. I can endure <br />of that I’m sure, my thoughts are pure. <br />I will not injure any man. <br />Because I’ve learned to tolerate, <br /> accept my fate patiently. <br /> <br />27/07/2009 <br />http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers <br /> <br />Burmese style climbing rhyme<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/attaining-virtue/
