IDEAS

Pretty little nothing,
That gives us many monies,
may be plus our studies,
It gives us fame and fortune,

the masters like the slaves,
the monkeys like their preys,
We all need this idea
Not one, not two but many.

Let's pray it comes in the morning, as at when our heads are empty,
or later in the day,
When we've studied more and prayed.

Let's hope it comes in summer ,
When natures beauty is thicker,
but better in the winter ,
When farms refuse our tools.

Let's wish it comes today ,
When our hearts are still in rhythm,
but never in the morrow,
When life may stray away.
Let's know it comes from Christ.
He gave His own for ours,

Perhaps from you my friends
In faith you are one in Christ...
...Monk...