Mi-Shell
Ace of swords:
A man with a long graying beard , a red and yellow painted forehead and rather skimpy clothing stands barefoot among the barren rocks at the foot of Chomolungma.
The man, - the word Sadhu comes to mind – is holding a 3 pronged staff. He is motionless – in still endurance.
Is it icy cold?
Is it searing hot?
Is it icy cold at night and searing hot during the day?
Pay no heed to the climate.
The Sadhu does not.
Mind over body
Mind over matter.
Until mind also does not matter....
The Nepali Sadhu will stand here until the Mountain God spoke.
or until the end of his time.
Whatever comes first.....
A man with a long graying beard , a red and yellow painted forehead and rather skimpy clothing stands barefoot among the barren rocks at the foot of Chomolungma.
The man, - the word Sadhu comes to mind – is holding a 3 pronged staff. He is motionless – in still endurance.
Is it icy cold?
Is it searing hot?
Is it icy cold at night and searing hot during the day?
Pay no heed to the climate.
The Sadhu does not.
Mind over body
Mind over matter.
Until mind also does not matter....
The Nepali Sadhu will stand here until the Mountain God spoke.
or until the end of his time.
Whatever comes first.....