The Dalai Lama
Could not be much karma
He would sit in Tibet writing quotes
But one day when at rest
He was not at his best
And lost his diary with its notes
He sat on his own
With his mind overgrown
All his efforts to write were suspended
He had nothing to say
So he just hid away
And that's when his classic quotes ended
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem