The chord struck by quiet grace and beauty so rare loudly staggers the Ascetic Mindframe, awakening the atavistic male genetic drive towards not only being a Good Provider, but being worthy enough to the Beauty that for which you would provide.
The time-line of man’s existence is thrown into question, positing myriad ‘what-if’s’ upon his journey in hindsight.
Mere service to others was never a problem, nor was maintaining one’s character in good standing. But Worthiness and Providence seemed criteria of a higher exponent.
A sense of wistfulness descended — not over tangible regrets, but unactualised potentials, and were found wanting.
How is a monk to provide?
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