Have ambition and ego ruined my life?
Where have my easy days gone?
If only I had a monk friend to wander off
into the mountains to visit. If only I were
so idle I had time to visit him. If only we
could while away the day drinking tea,
playing flutes, and talking. If only, as the
moon rose, my friend could point the way
home through the dark mountains with
the night sky’s lantern to light the way.
If only I were happy with only that.
by David Budbill
in The Sun
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