Tag: meditation

4. Catching the bull

As certainties slip from the grasp cloudland lifts its top  and cuckoos flee across contours, through half-closed lids the eyes compose deft as any painter of landscapes green wash of watercolour pencilling where craggy heights give way to forest darker furze slip slide into…

3. First sight of the bull

Sun blots the landscape soaking the faraway view to a faded wash eyes forced to a squint, slit-eyed I watch reeds and trees stand up against the glare silhouettes sooty as after bushfires a fine art drawing in red chalk and charcoal blotches of citrine light…

2. Discovering the Footprints

How many signs does a doubtful seeker need to know? for sure the bull is there – right there foolproof footprints everywhere and just the one creature neither mislaid nor yet found on a roundabout route too tough to configure to the other side…