Munnkey Business
A search for zen in the chaos
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
A wise old owl
A wise old owl sat in an oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
The wise old owl was a wise old bird.
(I don't know who wrote this little verse, it wasn't me, but I think it's worth sharing)
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