Love these couplets:
“But a pilgrim must follow in search of shrine as he enters
inside the cathedral.
There are unsmiling faces in fetters and chains on a wheel
in perpetual motion who belong to all races and answer all names with no show
of an outward emotion. They think it will make their lives easier but the
doorway before them is barred. The game never ends when your whole world
depends on the turn of a friendly card.”
When we were just out of high school, my fellow monks in the
3 Monks all had bands that we thought of as our own. Mine were Springsteen
& Jackson Browne. Neal’s were Sinatra, Chicago & Rickie Lee. Roger’s
were The Cars, Charlie and The Alan Parsons Project. To this day I cannot hear
any of those bands without being reminded of those days and those dear friends.
1980
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