Reciting the sutras, a ton of them,
Performing one requiem service
After another, I receive my bowl
Of brown rice at the end of each day.
Honestly, it is the main reason why
I am, a vagrant cantor and monk in practice
(Today they call me 'a freelancer'),
Still tarrying behind this cloister's gate;--
Winter is not too far off, my friend.
Charlie
Ron