The Zen Master
The Zen Master
Has no supplies
Yet, he has all art form
He is under light
Yet creates darkness
In spoiled soil
Your calligraphy celebrates war
Over the sufferings it is paid with
I am Irish poetry rising
#rupikaur #dalailama #jennahaze
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