dry Monku — Nirvana

?How to escape illusion?

the question is irrelevant

There is nothing to escape

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Summer

Spring fling is over

Many passing smooths the trail

Aging towards sickness

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Spring

Laced with rainbow hues

Buds blossom scattered pollen

From death birth new life

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Dharma Wheel

Human ignorance

Perpetuates the dharma

the Buddha knows it not

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Godless

If we are finite

& exist no more upon death

then so is the death of God

Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Winter

Breathes thin frosty air

Constricts airway, no fresh air

Sickness unto death

Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Children

This child is not I nor mine

dry Monku — Religions

Their image of God
is only correct, if it
is not the only

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — Twin Souls

I just have met you
Yet have already known you
Many lives ago

— Dry Monkey

dry Monku — White Clouds over Dark Skies

White clouds fill the skies