there was an old castle
\nsituated far above the ground
\nnear a cliff of a small but steep mountain
\nnot too strong
\nbut inhabited by an old monk
\nfragile with long beard
\nand hairs unkempt
\nbut always full of life,
\ntwinkle in his wrinkled eyes
\nand an angel came to see her oen day
\nasked him if he will come to heaven
\nand play with fairies
\nand have nothing to complain, nothing wanting at all
\nand the monk was lost
\nwhat, nothing wanting? he asked
\nangel said, no, nothing
\nthen will not i lose the very purpose of my being
\nsaid monk and started walking away
\nleaving angel to wonder
\nwhat is this man seeking in life
\ninsufficiency
\ninadequacy
\nfamished breaths
\ndeprived drops of dew
\nbut why does he want to
\nroast in the stew
\nof some misplaced dreams<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
there was an old castle situated far above the ground near a cliff of a small but steep mountain not too strong but inhabited by an old monk fragile with long beard and hairs unkempt but always full of life, twinkle in his wrinkled eyes and an angel came to see her oen day asked … <\/p>\n