Holiness sold

Holiness sold

 

These robes were sacret once to me

they seemed to cover this body like a magic cloak

now I know: they are jsut a piece of cloth to keep away cold.

 

All monks were holy once to me

they seemed to have wisdom, be free from the yoke

now I know: they are just men, getting sick and old.

 

This holy life was the only one to me

it seemed worth living – everything else just a joke

now I know: life is to be lived, holiness is sold.

 

 

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