His fast red bullet of fire on four wheels,
Was abandoned in the middle of a highway lane.
Ye canst not ignore heartstrings on pinwheels,
When the epiphany of a beggar hath driven him insane.
The workings of karma befuddled his domain,
So he went to seek answers from an old abbot.
Giving up his fast car, the monk learned to sustain,
By finding nirvana on his newly bought yacht.
** An attempt at the Huitain form of poetry, also called The Monk's Stanza
