I was now standing in front of a large monastery. The monastery stretched for miles around and it was impossible to see the end. A group of monks wearing green robes came out of the monastery to welcome me. They led me into the large central chamber of the Monastery, where the senior monks met visitors to the Monastery.
The Head Monk of the Monastery was a young man. He looked like a young man to me, barely twenty one years old. However, I now knew better than to trust my eyes. The Head Monk welcomed me and asked one of the other monks to show me to my quarters.
“You have successfully completed your journey to our Monastery, you will now need to rest,” said the Head Monk Boddhi.
“Please have this gift from me,” I said giving the monk Boddhi a carved flute I had made, when I sat at night
