The monk

The monk climbed a mountain

At the peak, kneeling on the ground, he shouted at the top of his lungs

Oh dear god, I have been praying for a very long time

No wife, no money, or any form of life

I ask you why, I am not achieving the enlightening height 

Up in the sky, right behind the clouds

He heard a very mesmerizing sound

Yes, you are, praying for a very long time!

You are good, you are fine, and quite even right

But, child, have you ever sought the evil in your pure heart?

Me! Evil! How can I be aware of such particular thoughts?

Have you ever wished someone to attain a magnificent shot?

Or, simply getting away from an unfortunate lot?

Of course! After all, I am a very kind-hearted monk

Then it’s easy, just, look inwards when the wishing comes

Deep down, you will find, the darkness that resides

Good and evil run, hand in hand and side by side

Then, what should I do next, after walking into the dark? 

Face your demons, and accept them as you are 

then you will reach the enlightening height