Every monk endures the Hermit phase. On the outskirts of the desert well past the last surviving city, he sits next to the pool of reflection when summoned a water spirit. Looking up at the almost fallen sky, he always asks the same question, “How much longer?” Silence is his only answer. At least he thought it was silence. He finally listened to what the spirit was truly telling him. Within the static of the universe is contained a melody.
September 30th, 2021
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