Weary of the worldly life
I fancied to become a monk
Away from the madness
Away from the nonsense
Of the mundane and trivial
To don the orange robe
Content to be humble
Live a life of meditation
Wholesome and simple
Devoted and serene
Heeding the essential
Tried and ran off short after
Felt my being smothered
Torn away and torn apart
Foundations violently shaken
I was afraid and faltering
Unable to let go of the old
Unable to let go of my self
I made a run for the familiar
The shadows of my past
The shackles of my ego
Were not defeated so easily
Demanded to be placated
Torn away and torn apart
I resigned to home base
Cried bitter tears over the rout
Felt my being respire
And put it off indefinitely
Running away does not work
The familiar needs acceptance
Riotous ghosts need conciliation
The threads of discontent severed
That bind me to this mortal coil
I will be able to bid farewell
Not because I am sick and tired
But because I’ve outgrown it
Then it is time to become
A monk at last
Without the world
Or Within
Nyohō Zen 
Monk
Weary of the worldly life
I fancied to become a monk
Away from the madness
Away from the nonsense
Of the mundane and trivial
To don the orange robe
Content to be humble
Live a life of meditation
Wholesome and simple
Devoted and serene
Heeding the essential
Tried and ran off short after
Felt my being smothered
Torn away and torn apart
Foundations violently shaken
I was afraid and faltering
Unable to let go of the old
Unable to let go of my self
I made a run for the familiar
The shadows of my past
The shackles of my ego
Were not defeated so easily
Demanded to be placated
Torn away and torn apart
I resigned to home base
Cried bitter tears over the rout
Felt my being respire
And put it off indefinitely
Running away does not work
The familiar needs acceptance
Riotous ghosts need conciliation
The threads of discontent severed
That bind me to this mortal coil
I will be able to bid farewell
Not because I am sick and tired
But because I’ve outgrown it
Then it is time to become
A monk at last
Without the world
Or Within
I looked up kyogai — a reference in Suzuki — and found you.