the outside of the church of monks looks like it was made from live standing trees.  there are a few windows scattered throughout.  there is a long narrow door in the middle.
outside the church of monks, Outside Church
monk
priest
I am a priest who has sword to uphold a religion. I do not always go easy on people. I enjoy giving sermons to audiences.
Good monk, how are you, today? I am well, brother. Isn't it peaceful here? Yes, it is a peaceful as a tree monastery can get during the seasons.  'Tis unseasonably cool for spring. Ah, well, the lord works as he does in his own time. Yes, there are forces that we understand with our friendly conversation, our senses and our contemplative appreciations can lead to many paths of comfort, discomfort and craving. Are you feeling well, Father? You seem to be a bit peaked and speaking in tongues. Monk, this sword I have has cut down some when caustic situations arise. At other times this sword has been a burden. Today, in this cool air, the greatest weapon is listening. Tell me what you need. I need to be sure that you're fine and well, Father, and not taken with devilment.  I've never taken the Devil's Mint! I have brushed my teeth with a demon's bones! The bones of a one who wasted his life chastising!  You are a card, Father. Thank you, good monk! I am sometimes a Jack-ass or a fool. At other times I am a lowly foot soldier. In other experiences I felt I was the King! Today, I am your friend enjoying this cool day, garden and cathedral. Pray, where are you going today? To feed the poor? To bathe the lepers? To clean some of these many windows?