Head buried in tome,
holy man searches for truth
in words, not nature.
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Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Nice! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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as a lover of the written word I can relate!! However, I remember Francis of Assisi a holy man too, and Brother Sun and Sister Moon part of his wonderful contemplations.
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Oh yes, indeed, he had great wisdom!
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Love this! Perfect for the statue~
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Thank you 🙂
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http://sairak131.wordpress.com/2014/06/17/unity-the-need-of-time/
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well done! He needs to look up and out a bit methinks!
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Even for the sake of his spine and his poor old eyes, I think that poor holy man needs to sit up straighter and look into the distance on and off.
And where have I heard that advice before? Ah, of course, to writers who sit for hours hunched in front of a computer, staring at the screen, sometimes forgetting to blink! Personally, I always sit up straight and I have my desk at a north-facing window overlooking my garden, so plenty of flowers and birds to aid my contemplation, without any glare from the sun to prevent me reading the screen on my PC 🙂
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Perfect and powerful.
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Thank you, Naomi.
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